I don’t have the strength to carry
I’ll walk beside, stride and leap
I’ve been up this way before
and I know the path is steep
If the darkness overwhelms you
take comfort in One and all
who are ready here to steady you
and would hate to see you fall.
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The higher up the mountain, the more treacherous the path.
Verse picture source
Across the vastness and darkness
I happened upon
a humble kind-hearted one
The doors were wide open
many creatures entered care
But some left in wonder
pacing, staring over
how to cross the blue yonder
without paying the fare.
Acknowledgements: Cheyne Geligan (RIP 2003) ‘Till the Sky’ by The Simpletons
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Our lives are like a bottomless well
From which I yield buckets of
Inspiration.
I would never utter an unkind word
For fear of poisoning the source
My only hope is that I give
As much in return
Or at least not run it dry
For if I did
I would humbly say
Goodbye.
– that woman
Image source – Hamilton Springs Texas
“… here is one day from his life, a day in every respect like all his other days, and from it let the reader form his own opinion as to his character and the way in which his life corresponded with the beauty of his environment.”
– Nikolai Gogol, Dead Souls.
Picture of St Luke’s Anglican cemetary overlooking Richmond Village, Tasmania.
Some stories better left untold
Others build us prison walls
but when uttered they dissolve
unchained altar call
Like a caged bird flapping
fighting endlessly
Decides to sing its heart song
then gentle hands set free.
Poem inspired by:
Prison Fellowship of Australia – Art from Inside Project
The older you get, the more I grow on you..
Count the stars of heaven 