Posted in a remembrance

Seasons of remembrance…

“Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,
Blossomed the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.”
― Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie

The lines stare back at me wanting to be heard,
I stumble on my feelings
I grasp for words…

It’s the season of remembrance when hot winds blow,
a return of those moments
when I let you go!

And all I want is
to fade with the light,
to sink into my dreams
on a warm Summer’s night…

There’s a company of angels
motioning me
to breathe,
in the long dark hours
when I lose belief!

with grace they remind me of your invisible form,
the forget-me-nots
that light adorns…

courage is born of an inner knowing,
that the colors of love
are overflowing…

I pray to heaven to return with favor,
to shelter me when my confidence waivers…

your incandescence
can never fade,
as light uplifts me
until the end of my days…


Posted in prayer

Let the reign of peace come…

“We can change the world and make it a better place.”
― Nelson Mandela

Let the reign
of peace come
and saturate our lives,
bring the hope
of ages
to all mankind…

Be vessels of kindness
on every street,
show that love and mercy
are all that we need…

And remember
we are the image
of abiding grace,
let’s turn back to joy
and look glory
in the face…

So that unity
and wholeness
transforms our minds,
bring us into rhythm
with the greatest design..


Posted in Beauty

Hallowed waterways…

Keep your heart
in the irrepressible splendor,
of what makes you feel alive,
grow your dreams in gardens
where grace and mercy thrive….

let kindness be your mantra
for the rest of your days,
fill your lungs with gratitude and coalesce with praise…

Don’t let the sun go down on the intensity of color,
be illuminated each morning
by movement and wonder…….

Distract yourself with harmony, and the flight of wild geese,
visit hallowed waterways
and ingest mounds of peace…

Be inspired by light-workers and children at play,
walk on sandy beaches
and day-dream all day!

Believe in the miraculous
even when it’s dark,
speak to sages who unveil sentient sparks…

feel the moon’s energy gesture to the tides,
as you glide into a knowing
that there’s comfort in each trial…


Posted in A tribute

Endless love…

Dedicated to 2 hearts that stopped beating at 20 weeks…

We are born
from the waves
of endless love,
from the breath
of the Divine…

Filled with the light
of abiding grace,
brought forth
to abundantly shine…

emerging from the womb
of cosmic seas,
we are swept in on tides of joy…

held in the symphonies
of all that is good,
our souls are never destroyed…

Some are born
with fearless lungs,
some are born sleeping,
we are all part
of this great expanse,
birthed for a reason…

Attuned to the heavens
we remember the words
written on the skein of time…

however brief this sojourn,
we recognize
that we are divine…

In a glorious celebration,
from God above,
we are ageless
and everlasting,
made in the image of love…

Artist unknown

Posted in a remembrance


“Don’t worry about a thing, every little thing is gonna be alright”
― Bob Marley

It’s like the time
when I knew each song,
careless whispers that nothing could go wrong…

music playing on the turntables,
pipe-dreams that have slowly faded…

I danced to the beat
of night fever,
spurned lovers
lonesome dreamers…

Pop-star posters on my walls,
connected with the live applause,
I longed to be a dancing queen,
living inside the silver screen…

rhythm and blues
was my therapy,
the lines of an unchained melody,
finding comfort in soul lyrics,
confessions of a teen spirit…

to learn the truth at 17,
that love was meant
for beauty queens,
a blow for girls with freckled faces,
yoked into a friendless matrix..

I was enthralled by revolution songs, so really, what could go wrong?

I’m still a believer in “one love, one heart
let’s get together and feel alright”…


Posted in A tribute

The world waits…

Since I was a child I have dreamed of visiting the USA, I’ve sung all the songs, seen all the movies and watched a little too much news lately. We hang on “tenterhooks” waiting for the outcome of elections because it always affects us here in Sub Saharan Africa. (travel, visas, etc)
I hope to be able to visit the land of the free and the home of the brave some day…
(My son went in 2008 & 2014)

I’ve lived this dream for so long
to wear flowers in my hair,
see the sights of San Francisco
find my way
across the Delaware…

Just to see Amarillo skies,
to California dream,
climb the Rocky Mountains high,
taste corn bread and beans…

I’ll take the last train to Clarksville,
feel some Philadelphia freedom,
ask my way to San Jose and realise I’ve met Jesus…

By the time I get to Phoenix
Carolina will be on my mind,,
singing “Sweet home Alabama”
leaving Wichita behind…

I long for the spring of Sacramento,
to feel a New York kind of groove,
see the lights of Massachusetts,
sing the New Orleans blues…

“I hear they’re dancing in Chicago
down in New Orleans
In New York City
there will be dancing in the street”…

I want to go to Graceland,
Memphis Tennessee,
speed on Ventura highway,
drink me some
moonshine whiskey…

Take in, a New York minute,
see the sights of Portland Maine,
I’ve never been to Houston in April,
or ridden the peace train…

I love the sound of Albuquerque,
and Santa Fe,
Seattle is on my bucket list,
though they say it always rains…

there’s always the Florida Keys, way down in Kokomo,
Key Largo sounds exciting,
this is my first rodeo…

there’s a bridge over the Tallahatchie,
but I won’t go there,
they say west Virginia is almost heaven,
where I’ll find me a grizzly bear…


Disclaimer: I’m an African and not sure of the Geography of the States, so forgive me if I mixed anything up…