I Give You My Peace
A meditation on our connection to nature and each other, for a time such as this.
A falling leaf
A waning moon
A fleeting glimpse of a deer
I give you my peace
I give you my peace
An outstretched hand
An open heart
A patient listening ear
I give you my peace
I give you my peace
A burnished oak
A mirrored lake
A lullaby of sun
I give you my peace
I give you my peace
A home light’s glow
A table set
With room for everyone
I give you my peace
I give you my peace.
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The River Knows
We all have to step into that unknown, someday.
Tell me, where does the river flow?
Maybe only the river knows.
Will it set me on familiar shores?
Or sweep me where I’ve never been before?
Tell me, how deep the river flows.
Is there sunlight down below?
Does the river ask me to believe
plunging in, I’ll find
a whole new way to breathe?
I could merge with the river’s flow:
become immersed in letting go.
Ancient streams have joined this mystery:
sacred currents bearing water new to me.
Tell me, where does the river flow?
Maybe only the river knows.
That’s What Love Can Do
How love connects us.
Love folds cosmic distances,
holds us in connectedness.
That’s what love,
that’s what love can do.
Love weaves from our differences
patterns that show the best of us.
That’s what love,
that’s what love can do.
Love gives itself without seeing
that it’s constantly being
made into something new.
Love is the quiet surrendering
to divine engendering
of all that is true.
Love lives as if the least of us
are worthy of the best of us.
That’s what love,
that’s what love can do.
Caroline
She was my friend for a brief span. Before she died, she showed me how to cherish all the ordinary.
Caroline, the birds are singing,
the sun is shimmering on the dew.
This morning would be ordinary,
Caroline, if not for you.
Caroline, the kids are playing..
I’ve made ice tea to fill your glass.
This afternoon’s so ordinary,
Caroline, let’s make it last.
Leave the dirty dishes in the sink!
I’ll pour my best red wine for us to drink
while the sunset fades to fireflies
and starlight destined to shine in your eyes.
Caroline, the moon is shining.
The air is thick with cricket song.
Let’s cherish all this ordinary,
Caroline, before you’re gone.
Let’s cherish all this ordinary,
Caroline, before you’re gone.