First Light To Keep

The first cut sharp and burning red,

  don’t edit away its fire

 

Keep the wound both fresh and raw,

  never cauterize your ire

 

The horizon breaks just once each day,

  a new dawn—cold hearts aspire

 

Rays burning deep, first light to keep

   —old ashes to inspire

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016)

One More Tomorrow

You bought one more tomorrow,

   from my borrowed yesterdays

 

My voice to sing with Angels,

   your love the music plays

 

You bought one more tomorrow,

   as you cast the dark astray

 

Replacing grief and sorrow

   —with a torch that lights my way

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: October, 2016) 

 From My ‘Book Of Prayers’

The Thing That Lasts

Can your intelligence

   wound your spirit

 

Can your mind

  entrap your soul

 

Can your hopes and wishes,

  logic kill

 

Can damnation

  be the toll

 

 Or

 

Can a promise

  wed tomorrow

 

Can the future

  slay the past

 

A lifetime spent,

  a moment earned

 

With love

  —the thing that lasts

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2019)