Magic Happens
If you are of a mind
To change your dissertation
Leaving what you wrote alone
Along another way you roam
Words will come
You follow through
Not really knowing what you do
But happy to be doing anyway
For always magic happens
To change your dissertation
Leaving what you wrote alone
Along another way you roam
Words will come
You follow through
Not really knowing what you do
But happy to be doing anyway
For always magic happens
Twixt skin and bone Spirit doth lie
As do words in magic race
Through imaginations minds
To be brought forward into view
As do words in magic race
Through imaginations minds
To be brought forward into view
Words
LIke raindrops pattering on the sill
Words like quicksilver run within
Pelting down inside your mind
Accumulating through your pen
Into a writ
There in rhythmic cadence they
Across the page do march
Like soldiers in a row
Pearls upon a string
Words like quicksilver run within
Pelting down inside your mind
Accumulating through your pen
Into a writ
There in rhythmic cadence they
Across the page do march
Like soldiers in a row
Pearls upon a string
What Have You Done
Day draws to an end
Your wonder what you've done
Eyes seem crossed
From staring at the screen
Fingers numb
From pounding on the keys
Again you wonder what you've done
Too scared are you to read
A knocking sounds upon the door
Startled you do jump
Running to see who's there
Perhaps a kindly friend
One who reads the words
You've placed page after page
On subjects so diverse
Of meaning though are they to you
Your wonder what you've done
Eyes seem crossed
From staring at the screen
Fingers numb
From pounding on the keys
Again you wonder what you've done
Too scared are you to read
A knocking sounds upon the door
Startled you do jump
Running to see who's there
Perhaps a kindly friend
One who reads the words
You've placed page after page
On subjects so diverse
Of meaning though are they to you
Standing Tall
For when you tap into your heart
The words come thick and fast
Treasures to be pondered on
Relating they in many ways
To what you need to do
Past present future happenings
You really cannot tell
It matters very little anyway
As long as loving you can be
Standing tall in what you know is right
Experience will show you then
Words a mighty weapon are
The words come thick and fast
Treasures to be pondered on
Relating they in many ways
To what you need to do
Past present future happenings
You really cannot tell
It matters very little anyway
As long as loving you can be
Standing tall in what you know is right
Experience will show you then
Words a mighty weapon are
To be used for good and nothing else
No-one can move you from that place
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