Contemplation

It seems the world I know has gone to sleep
Slipped quietly away while I was thinking
And when I turned around to re engage
My dreams and world had quickly moved along
 Now, I am left to gaze and wonder why
A player left upon an empty stage
No one around to listen to my song

I must admit to wondering now and then
If everything I value were all gone
Would I begin to question who I am
Could I muster my faith and still be strong
Or would my strength and fragile faith be gone
As fleeting as an angry summer storm
Oh, could I find the strength to carry on

These questions plague my waking and my dreams
Perplexing thoughts that somehow I won't know
How best to live this life that I so love
This aching fear of failure haunts me so
That sometimes I withdraw and search within
In hope the answers deep within me lie
And finding them will be my final task
So I may be at peace before I die

A toast to Good Friends

When the day has run its pattern
When all the chaos quiets down
And all the turmoil settles 'round me
I take the time to look around
And wonder at the life I've found

Each moment that is filled with laughter
For every tear that I have cried
For all the grace that has come after
And all the wishes long denied
I'm grateful you are by my side

For evenings spent in deep discussion
Whispered secrets shared with smiles
The closeness of our special friendship
Makes small the heartaches and the trials
Across the years and all the miles

So, in the quiet of the evening
When everyone has gone to bed
I sit alone and think about you
All the smiles and tears we've shed
And revel in this life we've led
So thankful for the life I've led

I Knew He Loved Me

And this is how I knew he loved me
For he would share the things he loved
The quiet moments that he cherished
The secret things he's dreaming of
All manner of this life of wonder
The beauty of this world at hand
With my whole heart is how I loved him
And it was nothing like I planned

So, even now I know he loved me
His sharing of the things he loved
The beauty of the windswept mountains
The patterns in the clouds above
The majesty of redwood forests
The whisper of a summer rain
And if you were by chance to ask me
I will never love again