Morning

In this man-made silence
I feel a stirring
and the drums beat softly
growing in volume
until they take over
and the silence is lost
in the pounding rhythm
And we rise.

Morning Thoughts That Turn to Prayer

Will I search till eyes grow dim,
And back is bent and arms are weak?
Will I find my hope in Him,
Or travel past for what I seek?

Will that first redeeming love
Keep it’s root till I grow old?
Or will I die a poor sad man
In his silence growing cold?

Let He who first begun the work
Do His bidding in my soul
And let the fire burn the straw
That what is left may keep me whole.

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And Just at the Beginning

Do you in your mornings find
A place for hope or just despair?
As the day begins again,
Who will lead you on?

Holy Hush

Would the world were like this moment
Waiting in this holy hush
Would that I could stay here often
And so a dream is born.

The world conspires with my own heart
To take each joy upon the rack
And sometimes then I say a thing
And never have a chance to get it back.

Morning

I always hate the morning best
in the best way you can hate something
I wait for it to pass and rest
In its grave till the morrow’s morning.

I wonder when it comes again
Every time a sad surprise
You’d think I’d know its schedule
And be more quiet when I rise.

But every morning it comes again
And every morning I wish its death
But days just never start at noon
Despite what’s said under your breath.

Another Cup

It feels so warm
sliding down my throat
A gentle cascade
into myself.
Holding the vessel
The heat warms my hands
and my soul.
Soothing like a woman
with soft skin
and long hair
and a gentle voice
I drink it down
and dream.

morning

Even here in the desert

The morning’s cool hangs full

And out there in the sagebrush

Is possibility.

 

The night has finally ended

And the sun come round again

Perhaps this day will differ

From all the others.

 

Someone has a rooster

Down the road a ways

It always feels the need to sing

Or so I tell myself.

 

But with the gentle morning

Comes another chance

And all that went before

May not come again.