A Vivid Dream

One time I dreamed that I could fly

Above the windy sea

And as I sailed above the waves

They whispered up at me,

“If only we could be like you

And live forever free!”

But then I woke upon the shore

Beside the windy sea

And all the little waves that passed

Spoke not a word to me.

Yet in my heart I still recall

How it felt to be free!

The Moth and the Flame

You are the flame that draws my love

On breathless, mothlike wings;

You are the song that fills the night,

Though only my heart that sings;

Your love’s the water, sweet and pure,

And I’m the mountain springs;

You are the moon and twinkling stars,

The fire that cool night brings.

Dear Love, you are my everything

You’re all my heart’s desire

I am the moth with love singed wing

And you’re my passion’s fire.

Praise in Golden Peace

The golden light of dawn is nigh,

The quick birds all on wing

Are brushing just above the waves

Where wispy mists still cling.

As morning wakes to greet the dawn

The murmur of the gull

Ripples softly across the breeze

While sleepy waters lull.

And there, below the rising sun,

Where peaceful waters flow,

The morning sings its praise to God

Within the golden glow.