Oh Moses in the river reed basket
You are floating safely towards your destiny
On the cool warm river currents of fate
That lead you to your future
The mother has left you a scanty store
And you have a lot of dreams
Safe in the arms of an Almighty God
You sail towards your kingdom
Oh prince in the river reed basket
Your hair falling into a tumbling plunge
Soft like the breath of a dying beauty
Or someone who is prepared to die
Wispy like the wind in January
Just before the balm of spring
Deep like the eyes of the old faithful dog
Who returns to the same porch lifelong
Faithful in a way that only the gentle are faithful
Forgiven beyond doubt
Your hands full of grace are moving like tree branches
With the tolerance of a fawn
All fate can take heed before this lion
When he upholds your mighty door
The door to your bower is fortified
With the roar of the lion across it
Floating in your river reed basket
Towards the day you find your place
Until then, all things in to all things
And may you be kept warm and safe
I told my heart it felt not what
It did not want to feel
The rivers poured away from me
My heart was a cage of steel
I told it that it was misled
That all things do decieve
That soldiers often die before
They fill their sorest need
I looked out to the ocean
And saw an offshore storm
The warnings all ignored
And fate left to pick up the remnants
All lost, the moon on the craggy shores
And the moon on your little slippers
The moon on the banks of the sandy spring
And hatboxes full of satin ribbons
The moon before the sea has raged
To quicken that which is injured
No task set before her fate
Was softly left undone
Your breath upon the windowpane
Like forgotten tracks of spring
Like the lamb which cries for mother to hold
And the unbearable wings of torture
The strong wings that carry the tortured souls
To the ivory faint shimmered shores
These arms recognize me as something dear
And maybe they will carry me home
All light where light was not before
These mysteries betray
All lies where lies were concealed with a kiss
And calvary sworn to obey
All hope reechoed on her shores
And all flew out to sea
Too far and never to return
Until my beloved returns to me
I see you and fear you not
But rather am filled with pity
Like roses that catch cold in October frost
Or green grass when it snows
Your song, like my song, will be traced in time
Along the heiroglyphs of history
The pitter patter of duckling feet
Will lead you towards your home
So onward misled destiny
And onward Christian soldiers
For kindness sustains all things
And love from faithful mothers
Life's foot like a rabbit foot
And someone behind the curtains
And far off the cry of one betrayed
And nearer now, the village bustling
And in the night, the lonely wanderer
And the hermit mending clothes
The leaves fall in a special way
That says God is watching over all
Where the brink's run out to the sea
You are fending off some great mystery
Beyond, the orange sun is slipping under the horizon
Before time and host's begun to fade
Before the page bleeds out into snow
Before the wound begins to heal
Before the amber becomes great beauty
Before all secrets are revealed
Some people run on and on
Running into the sun
But life is running out of time
Is death really the worst outcome
When life is full of heartbreak
And all has been scattered again
There are worse things than to die
There are worse things like committing sin
Often the virtuous die because of virtue
And God takes the pure of heart
The people with nothing sitting by the road
Are some of the most virtuous of all
Life as life itself holds less value
It is more important what one does with life
With what one has, that one does good things
Some people have very little
Some have short lives and some have no chances
Some never get the chance
Many get chances but fail
While others wish they had had a chance
Death looms ever clearer on my horizon
As enemies close in around me
My deeds many and my future dim
I look to that which lies beyond the eternal
Where I must soon be going
Where I must count among the stars
Perhaps my life was something sincere
Something sincerely given to others
The heron flies towards home slowly
Just enough to stay in the air
Your light, all lights, they all go out
People get lost and blown off course
Maybe in hunting the impossible
I find hope for the present time
The shore that sets on the bow of the horizon
Is waving to me faithfully
Maybe all things were not in vain
That the world left me a hope
Your hope far on the other side of hope
I look no more for you
The rose garden with its velvet burgundy petals
A hope forever true
Lush worlds may lie beyond the horizon
You may find me there someday
Your world has betrayed and forsaken me
So I look to another shore
Horizons beyond our understanding
May find us in our enslavement
You will always be my sleeping beauty
Even when you have left me
I pick one burgundy rose for you
To put behind your ear
But even your life was not enough to appease
So you too were cast into the hay
Some stray hairs pulled into a braid
A river becoming a marsh
The world dawns upon the brink of new beginnings
And all that was is being pushed underneath
All that was once is being lost to time
And noone remembers those that came before
The ancient runes are being forgotten
The children are singing new songs
Legends are being told about heroes
That none dare speak the name of
But noone comes to haunt this lonely door
Their footpaths are desolate
Maybe in you, a hazel tree springs
Maybe another fountain
That death is not the worst thing that could happen
So look to the furthest shore
Your slippers for you to wear to eat breakfast
Your candle to carry you to your bed in the dark
Long winter nights when the wind blows mercilessly
And creaks about the eaves
The sandalwood of a fan in its cheerful array
Bread with butter and hot tea
Holding a seashell in the palm of the hand
The memories of the sea
Sea that beats blues into greys and white again
Sea that swims on forever
Sea where rivers melt away
Sea where the porpoise swim
Long hours spent in gratitude
Just listening to the familiar sounds
Happy and grateful to be alive
Just the sensations of still being alive
The cool of a porcelain object on a table
The sweetness of candy
The way cheese dinners satisfy
The feeling of clean sheets on the skin
Being held when one feels scared
The light of a lamp on a cold night
Knowing one is safe and warm
The warmth of a bathtub full of bubbly hot water
Or the sunlight falling across the room
The feel of velvet brushed against the cheek
The voice of someone who loves you
The way that fresh berries taste
When you have been working hard
Or cinnamon in apple juice
Or biscuits with bacon gravy
Tilapia that flakes with lemon and melted butter
And chili on a cold day
Spaghetti with meatballs and cheese
Soft music to listen to quietly
Movies and TV and laying still
Listening to one's own breath
When people have some spending money
And they go to the store and buy presents
Presents that they wrap and put under the tree
Warm embraces after long partings
Gifts that delight, gifts of pink and purple
Gifts of blue and yellow
A chocolate on the pillow at the end of the day
Two chocolates on two pillows
Two sticks to hold up a pile of hair
Brushing one's hair in the light of the moon
Some lost little coins
Noone knows how little
As though noone would help
And noone would come
Under the weeping willow
Where the butterfly settles and rests
Her wings of blue and black
Like cathedral windows celebrating the dawn
Spun honey drizzled onto a pool of chilled rice custard
With fresh raspberries and cinammon on top
Chicken baked in hummus, lemon, garlic and cumin
served with hummus and fresh tomatoes with feta
Chili and a grilled cheese with dill pickles
Summer sausage slices, cheese cubes and butter crackers
Fresh vegetables boiled in chicken broth
Rice boiled with onion with melted cheese
Sauteed Mushrooms on a sandwich
Collard greens mixed with cream cheese
Bellpepper and goat cheese served with crackers
Bread spread with peanut butter to feed wild birds
Peanut butter and icing on chocolate cake with chocolate
Pumpkin and icing on cake
Mashed Blackberries and icing on a blackberry filled cake
Chicken tomato curry with fresh mango and raisins
A big bowl of boiled mashed potatoes and butter after doing hard work
Cottage cheese and fresh tomato or canteloupe
Apple juice mixed with hot tea and cinnamon
Homemade Souvlaki steak and baked potato
Baked sweet potatoes warm on salads
Topped with goat cheese, bacon and raspberry vinnaigrette
Oil, vinegar and jelly on a salad is a vinnaigrette
Pizza and salad
The further one goes on one's journey
The sadder one gets
Many wander so long that they become bitter
Noone knows how much they miss their mother
To spread light in a gradual way over time
This is the best way to live
Muffins of blueberry and cheddar cheese
A few fresh flowers served with a grilled cheese
Chili served in a mug with cheese
The longer one goes the more lost one becomes
These little trinkets in the palm of my hand
May help me find my way
Many legends, stories told about great feats
The struggles were insurmountable
Love where love was not
Love found waiting in ruins
Love where love was not expected
Noone comes to call upon this lonely door
No pretty foot has trodden this path
No mouse has skittered across the floor
All quiet lying in charred stone it lays
The ruins of a proud cathedral