Category: Poetry

The way lit up for me

Sometimes the path I must follow seems
All lit up
Just for me
So that even in the darkness
I can follow The Way

Winter crept up
The mountains
While summer
Slipped in
Below

Even under
The most extreme conditions
A little levity
Can be a good thing

I love the roads
Which lead to places
Unknown
Strange
And challenging

I love most the roads
Which take sudden turns
When I see too far ahead

My spirit-guide once told me
Whenever you’re in darkness
When life becomes too cluttered
And your path seems all confusion

Just find the light
And follow it
You’ll find yourself
And be renewed

Everything nice
Is ephemeral

With the setting sun, transforms
The forest’s verdant peace
Vibrant colour fails
Songs of life receding

As darkness falls
Lofty boughs become
Gnarled trunk’s
Twisted branches, grasping

In all this world
With its proud vistas
And exquisite scenery

There is nothing
More beautiful
Than a moment shared

Sometimes, just before the sun crests the sky
I close my eyes
Let the colours flood my mind
And fill my heart

I listen to the earth
And her creatures
Awakening

There are lots of things
Which are much more important
Than making money

One of my favourites
Is a really good nap