Street Child
Street child of pleading eyes
Where is the warmth of loving arms?
You are but an infant
And now you cry with torment.
Street child—little girl of this droughted land
Where is the hope of your tomorrow?
You plead with me to give
A few coins- a little hope.
Street child you carry a people’s burden
Upon your heart
Too young to understand yet old enough
To suffer
You tear at my heart.
Street child with Christ eyes haunting
The memories of my heart.
A Baby is Born
A Baby is born, All babies born
New life this birthing-New Life
Turn Turn Turn See your birthing
Then and now
Be as one
A time for gathering
A time for letting go
A time for reconciling
Be as one
A baby is born
A time for remembering
All babies born
Born in splender -Born in poverty
Born of pain- Born of joy
A time to be born -A time to die
A baby is born
New life this birthing-New life within
New life in the turning
Then and now, there and here
Be as one
A baby is born, All babies born
Be as one
A Baby is born.
Winter Lover
Tell me of a Winter lover
Who beckons as soft as falling snow
Yet in warmth of fire
Lights the heart
Not a mere mortal
Whose breath ends in cold death
No tell me of a
Winter Lover
Who living calls to
Spring
Come my Beloved
Come
It Shall Pass
The dull aching of one’s heart
Slow deep like smoldering ashes
And forgotten dreams.
Nothingness oozing sluggishly.
This pain cannot last.
It is not the sharp pain of heroes and heroines
But the deadening pain
Of the unknown sameness
And yes it shall pass.
It shall pass.
Again
Broken-shattered dreams
Child toys mended
Love again- the teddy bear
And see the stars Remember
Then laugh into Being
New dreams - New Hope