High Time

High Time

 
 
 
It’s high time you come out of hiding
don’t you think?
 
Let us see you 
in your fullness and brilliance
 
Bless us with your presence
 
You, in all of your uniqueness, 
are a precious, shiny gift…
radiant and glorious you
 

Little Miss Sunshine

Little Miss Sunshine
was all growed up and everything
 
Living in the back washes
of the carnival/rodeo thingy
she’d been there for years
most of her life, it seemed
 
Herded there by a cloudy character
of undefined purposes
in a nefarious attempt
to cloud her light
 
She couldn’t help it
shine is what she was
and shine is what she did

Crucible of Life

Distilled essence emerges when still
having gone through the fire
 
Crucible of life
instilled with light
heat of passionate emotion
 
Deep thirst quenched
at the eternal spring 
spirit’s grace
 
Refreshing , soothing
awakened, still

Crucible of Life

Distilled essence emerges
when still
 
Having gone through the fire
 crucible of life
 
instilled with light
heat of passion
 
Deep thirst quenched
at the eternal spring
refreshing spirit

Rainbow Gold

Delight, the light
as it tingles up the spine
 
Like it does
when you meld
with a rainbow
 
That’s the pot of gold…