For all who like to wonder
Hope is simmering like a pot to boil
Germinating in new-fertile soil
Now relinquishing the sorrows past
Freed to entertain my dreams at last
Knots unravelling that seemed tight bound
Loosing tentacles that wrapped around
Breaths completed as they ought to be
Unrestricted now to step out free
Recreated from a self dissolved
Starting fresh with all my puzzles solved
The purity, the innocence
The heart in love with love
The world a dazzling playground
A boundless treasure trove
Each day a great adventure
Each day new hugs and smiles
With endless vistas opening
Delights that run for miles
No mistrust and no caution
Expecting only blessing
Where kindliness is pre-ordained
And needs no second-guessing
Our childhood spirits still live on
Though trials may hide their light
But now and then we glimpse the past
Our young selves shining bright
I love the sound of the wind in the trees
As I fill my pot with blackberries
Those shining orbs of purple-black
Their swollen lustre calls me back
To pick and pick beyond my needs
Each straining, laden spikelet pleads
Take more! Take me! How succulent
And so I grab till force is spent
And home return with thorns and scratches
To bake my puddings into batches
And still the topmost branches call
Come back! Come back!
There’s more for all!
It the A-Z of life was a straight trajectory
With no diverging pathways to lure you temptingly
If no damaging dilemmas caused you deep anxiety
And no tantalising temptations convinced you you’d be free
If, encompassed by a bubble you rode harmlessly through life
With no painful piercing problems causing bitterness and strife
Would your strength be an illusion? Would you buckle in the wind?
Would you cringe and cower feebly when by misfortunes pinned?
Oh, I guess we’ll never find the truth, the purpose or the scheme
For sailing smooth from A-Z’s a Walter Mitty dream
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Take me back to Mathern Palace
Wandering winding, leafy lanes
Brothers. sisters, lambs a-gambolling
Spying birds to guess their names
Oval eggs to warm a cupped palm
Dens in bushes out of sight
Climbing trees to reach the topmost
Scaling walls and taking flight
Plums for breakfast, lunch and dinner
Mushrooms plucked before the dawn
Snorting horses feigned indifference
Long before the day was born
Homeward bound with pockets bursting
Treasures to impress our Mum
Seeds and beads of perspiration
Mindless of the days to come
Take me back to Mathern Palace
Snowdrops pure against the rails
Place of childhood reminiscence
Heaven to fuel a grandma’s tales
You, the Lord, who knows my heart
And all the ‘me’s’ I could have been
You who saw me from the start
Foresaw my life from scene to scene
You who feels the darts of woe
Regrets and pains I can’t control
You who longs to let me know
Your help is there to guard my soul
You who knows the start and end
The reasons why, the ‘what must be’
Hope on which I can depend
Though I may stray, You’ll rescue me
Help me then today to find
The ‘me’ You love beyond my sight
Let me love her, heart and mind
Not weak and judged, but blessed and right
It isn’t in the far-flung haunts
That we must find delight
The treasures of an unseen world
Just there beyond our sight
The mountains, lakes and waterfalls
A plane journey away
Could lead us on an endless dance
If to them we might stray
The pleasures of exotic food
The lure of tribal beauty
Could mesmerise and call our name
Erasing thoughts and duty
While daily we might work and serve
Performing humdrum tasks
We dream of life beyond our doors
Where hedonism basks
But, O, a smile can stir our hearts
And contentment surprise us
When, in a flash, the veil draws back
We see what God supplies us
Our family’s love and constancy
True friends that understand
And days of grace, and growth, and strength
As we’re shaped by His hand
Had we the sensitivity to recognise your touch
Receiving and responding, we would yield
Alert to every fibre, your caress would reach our soul
Revealing truth and life till now concealed
The love within our hearts would swell to meet the Love in yours
Inflated, leaving room for nothing less
Our every cell and sinew would vibrate with boundless joy
To blend sublime with Heaven’s tenderness
Suffuse us, overcome us, overwhelm our fragile minds
Remove our base attachment to life’s glamour
And, breath by breath, we’ll take each step to reach the waiting peace
The blessing that awaits beyond Earth’s clamour
And all their life, had they but known
It brushed ‘gainst cheek and chin
An elbow could have rent a tear
To plunge each one within
But as they moved, it moved with them
Unseen and unperceived
Existing on the distaff side
So few of them believed
Yet, when their lives’ absurdities
Reduced them to their knees
They longed to know the other side
Sought out with tears and pleas
An inner voice had whispered
Of a greater life beyond
Which they’d believed were fairy tales
Vague hopes benign and fond
When, all along, within a breath
If they’d but understand
The membrane could be breeched to show
The Heaven close at hand
slow time and the soft infinity
The Power of Story
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For all who like to wonder
since 2003
