Trying hard to find the way l ask myself, again today, Who am I really? Do I care? What is this place? Why am I here? Do you get the things I say? What is this game I play each day? Who are these players, all unseen ? What does this pretty picture mean? Why pick me? I'm not a star. I do not shine. I cry, I moan and bitch and whine. I don't care for rules, can't follow the play I sit on my sofa and waste the day. Why do you care if I'm strong or detered? Why do you care if I write a word? All I know is that I am compelled gently, urgently, carefully held By rhythms flowing, Love, sun, friends To show up here Against despair To try, and try, to make amends. Wise Bishop takes Pawn at B2 Still fighting on, tho the options are few
Sing of the Lady of the Night Who treads on sacred, silvered ground, Sways daintily to silent sound, Adorns the sky with silver light, And lingers with the Shades. She is the Goddess of the Dawn, Twinkle of kindness in his eye, The beauty of the midnight sky, Sister to those who dance and mourn, Her love a light that never fades. She is the Mother of us all. Stand still beneath Her watchful gaze; Her light sings of unuttered praise. Sweet Love before the tragic fall— Her endless mercy all pervades. And we emerge from 'neath her spell, As golden light spills 'cross the land, Across the page, over the hand That writes these words, this tale to tell: Her strength endures, and fear abates. The warmth, the joy, the leaping heart That follows as the new day breaks, As softly, hope once more awakes. Despair and doubt now fall apart; There is healing in the Shades.
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I CAN go on, all things are new, the old now fades into the blue I love the story that you write In inky lines in dead of night I love the realm you weave and sing I love to watch you build the thing My mind drifts on an endless stream Of wild fantasies and dreams I watch and sit, too sad to speak Not seeing that it's all for me The green grass spread beneath my feet The yellow flowers, the buzzing bees Hope springs eternal in my breast Inspired by He who knows me best
And so it comes to me once more the time is now, I must step forward I cannot shirk, I must not flinch I have to find a way within to meet my fate firm on my feet And find the path to be complete To be complete in mind and soul to move into another role so many friends to hold my hand encourage me to take a stand I am so slow I feel so old And yet the future - filled with gold! I am astounded by the sights I am enthused to reach new heights Many trials are yet to come And yet I cannot just stay dumb It's time to speak to raise my voice To join the throng and make a noise
