Burned out star

 

When I am dead and gone
my flesh to earth better worn
what shall old fate say of me
upon the pages of life's melody
When this heart has waged it final woe
to whom shall it say it did go
and where in all of dignity
Shall the soul gather it's serenity.

 

When these hands have ceased their write
and faded letters appear in sight
Shall the words speak true of poet dead
or shall they be as words unsaid
Who will know the greatest loves
that filled my soul like blessed doves
Shall a tear linger out for me
while far between this world I be.

 

What of all I dreamt and feared
the passions born, the torments reared
The little words I shared with glee
the promise of love's tender plea
But sure as time shall mark the spot
Shall I have gained all that within I sought
or will the winds but carry me afar
To leave my soul as a burned out Star.

 

Alisdaire O'Caoimph

Farewell

 

Farewell to the wind
that once drew my pen
scribed these thoughts
that now hollow roam
where words no longer
do dwell nor stream.
 
Alisdaire O'Caoimph

It's word is said

 

It was a little word that so captured
every thought, dream and in grown want
I journeyed its deep canyons and nestled tight
to the warmth the words provided and gave
Not so strange that my life beheld its depth
and found that all of me yearned for her.
I don't doubt the seasoned air
that fills that eternal song I hear
that somewhere between the this and the what
She borders closer the reality of the form.
Who truly understand where the birth takes place
where in the silent thought she draws fast her image
to fill these chambers of want and passion
To the delightful nectar of her being.
Such is the serenade of love and it's dream
that ever floats so gently upon all it draws
till filled within, the only escape is out
where echoes but the words of love
Sweet, True, Honest and clear
there is no doubt when love fills
There is no changing once it's word is said.

 

Alisdaire O'Caoimph

 

My Prayer

 

Baruch ata adonai elohainu melech ha-olam she-hakol nee-yah bidvaro
Blessed art Thou, Lord our God, King of the universe through whose word all things are called into being.

 

God called, God Formed, God made--the three levels of man Soul, Spirit and body.

 

The prayer

 

From heart to heart
the words intoned
The spirit bridges
bears fast the soul
Awakens the moment
Grasps God's hand and cries
That deliverance fills
The healing consumes
That whole to whole
all bodies bound
Three in one
the spirits sound
The Soul true
The spirit awakened
The body whole
It is this O' God
That I seek and pray
Thy will be done
and done thy will.
Let hands guided
thoughts embraced
Hearts true
ways pure
Fill and gather
awaken and fulfill
My Starr to shine
her brightest hew

 

Alisdaire O'Caoimph