Older than the earth Older than the stars Created in the void before all things You have watched the making and unmaking of worlds The birth and death of galaxies You have ridden comets Surfed the waves of supernovae You have seen the wonders and dangers Of the ever-changing universe But it is a firmament…
Lights, camera, action All the world’s a stage, so they say Remember your mark, play your part, speak your lines Be the character everyone expects And then leave Wait in the wings until It is your moment again Behind the scenes is more important Than playing to the audience If less structured Props, costumes, scripts…
Lying in bed eyes firmly closed Deliberate relaxation in every limb There will be sleep The night wears on Wind in the trees never sounded so loud A bin falls over with a clatter A dog barks A lone car drives past The house creaks While thoughts are steadfastly repressed That beg and plead for…
Live in the moment, they say When I’m drowning in the over-and-done Or awaiting the surprise of still-to-come Grabbing this moment Is like holding the air Grappling with water Only for it all to drain away It’s already past Already gone Future is past in the blink of an eye Rushing away on receding tide…
Incandescent Burning brighter than a million million suns Each part to be adored Worshipful whole is greater than the sum Beyond time and space Beyond logic and comprehension Bow down before Him Worship the Lord God
Step by step you walk through the door And into the impenetrable dark Your lantern illuminates little more Than a patch of wall, a stretch of floor Impressions only, no clear view Of where you are The noise of your footsteps is muffled They seem so loud with no other sound But your shallow, fearful…
Sweep up the pieces Make sure you get them all Use a good, solid glue Now comes the tricky bit Piece by piece Bleeding sliver by aching shard Begin your reconstruction Assemble again the form of you Defy fear and disregard despair Doggedly work on your renaissance Don’t think about how you’ve been here before…
Ascending the rainbow stair Climbing the colours of sunrise Up on high, stretching to heaven I’m nearly there Even the birds can’t reach me When I walk the path of the clouds Riding the current of the whirling world Silence will greet me Saying goodbye to the earth Turning my face to the sky The…
A motley ghost A stitched together spectre Pieces of lives from long ago Walking the hallways Wailing down the staircases Clank a chain or two in the cellar Is it man or woman Wronged wife, murdered child Head of the house slain in battle Prisoner starved to death It is all of these Shreds of…
A story written in the patterns of the air Following the wind’s road in all its winding Over cloud and under star Looping back on itself and starting again A story scratched in earth and stone Following the winding of water and root Over rock and under soil Renewing and starting over again This is…
Eclectic Assemblage 