OLD MAN ON THE MOUNTAIN

This mountain path is arduous

The climb is hard and steep!

A thousand times before

I  have tread this way!

But then!

I was younger !

Not hidden by my younger mans clothes 

My beard is grey!

I'm breathless as I climb!

My knees creak as I descend

My heart keeps racing without exertion

As I linger on , with sweat in my brow

 Still Enjoying the beauty around me

My aging mind wonders

Will I ever come back here again!

MISSING PEACE

The  amber lit wall

Perfect pictures and  frames

The heavy curtains

The  creaky rocking-chair 

Missing still!

The peace  within !

MORNING AGAIN

Its morning again!

The sun is out too!

My slumber is not over!

My heart has not rested!

My mind is not free!

Yet each day

Before i know it

Its  morning again !

OBLIVIOUS PASTURES

The hills are green

The sun is bright

Wolves and shepherds  come and go

Scattered and oblivious

The sheep graze!

WAITING TO BE DRAWN

Pencil on the desk lies sharpened

Shades of black and grey

The blank paper

Waiting to be drawn

The picture waits ! 

MORNING REFUGE

Flower at  breaking dawn

My morning refuge

But evening comes

The sun sets

Life goes on ! 

EMBRACING GLOW

Up in the heavens

The clouds part

The full moon glows

Down below

As the cool breeze blows

Two hearts embrace in a smile 

OLD MAN'S CLOTHES

Not very long ago

When the sun was younger

And the sky was bluer

My heart was full

My spirit was  free

But then;

All in a  snap 

Thirty years have gone by now

Things and life have changed

My hairs are grey

My eyes are colder

I wear an old man’s clothes

My  bones creek

I tremble as I speak

Its too  late I know

Soon I  too must go  

But my heart still yearns to stay!

As the morning sun rises to greet me

And I live to see another day

I rejoice in grateful  silence !

BIRTHDAY FOOL

One day I am born

Another I die

Hours, day, months  years

Only fools count this way  ! 

DARK FOREST

The morning sunrise brings no joy any more

The birds song is mere noise

As I wake up each day

My heart is sore

My soul in wounded

I wish I was not born at all !

I had  once found  the ultimate truth in everything

Now I’m lost it in this dark  forest of thoughts and feelings

As I wander  as a stranger in my very own mind

Tell me oh Lord!

What has become of me !