Saturday, August 30, 2008

And so the waters came,
quietly at first,
then swelling up
to a torrent.
The spray dances above the waves
catching the light in rainbow.
I hear the call,
a small cry above the wind
and slowly I edge my way into the stream.
For so long I had been taught
to swim against the tide,
but now it was no use,
I surrendered to the flow.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Little child…

Little child
Let me pray for the world
That you’ll own.
Little child
For I fear for the future
We’ve sown.
I am scared and afraid
Of the mess that we’ve made
Little child please don’t hide.

Little child
We have spent all your days
On ourselves
Little child
We have raided your cupboards
And shelves.
We have poisoned your seas
Made our wealth from your trees
Little child please don’t cry.

We’ve exhausted our share
And polluted your air
Little child, don’t ask why.

Little child
Let me pray for your daughters
And sons
Little child
Please forgive all the things
We have done
We have stolen your world
Left it broken and soiled
Little child please don’t ask why

Thursday, August 21, 2008

gentle peace.
the day,
the sky,
whispered breeze.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Many lives were changed.
Many regrets left behind,
because that's the kind of God He is -
the forgiving and forgetting kind.


Tuesday, August 05, 2008

I've been busy
doing and being
as this most unexpected
chapter in my life
goes on and on.
There is a piano
that is starting to sing
and a voice that is stirring,

light emerges,

Out of the darkness
A darkness that hung like a dull veil
on a hot and heavy humid day.
this light
always ahead
and always behind.

Dear Reader,
I have returned to concert appearances.
This reappearance is so entirely unexpected.