Tuesday, 17 December 2019

not even none

When your eyelids close
half, not the whole, not a pose
we know the time is right
tranquil, not clear, not so tight

and the words, they end
completely, with ether blend
we know the time is here
forever, not seconds, not briefly disappear

no sound, vision or mind
alone, not two, not even one kind
we know the time is gone
the past, not history, not even none
                    
©HeyHey 2019

chords of life

the chords of life they warm the air
lifting hearts with celestial fayre
and those who step beyond their care
hear angel voices everywhere

the chords of life they calm the day
not wishing for the souls to stay
or demanding they should pray
but easing thoughts in every way

the chords of life they fill the dream
so each accomplishment will seem
a monumental changing theme
when looking deeply to that stream

the chords of life they know the time
and recognise an ending climb
so whether old or in the prime
just one more step could be sublime

the chords of life they never end
their task providing, smiling, send
and with each day of patience tend
the line where bodies-spirits blend

©2005 Hey Hey