a tiny speck

what is true?
do you know you?
can you really understand
all ideas upon this land?

such a little bit
of the great big kit
a tiny speck
upon a truly vast deck

little snowflakes we are
floating like bits of a star
each one contrasting
but part of the same storm everlasting

of lifes constant beat

oh my beautiful girls
she of the curls
and the little angel dancing
so much wonder you are advancing

so much richer is life
with you two dancing to the fife
of lifes constant beat
everything is so sweet

and i have been given it all
to see you two grow tall
and more and more stupendous
is my life that is tremendous

our desires

so full of beauty
when is life is lived simply
taking time
to pen this rhyme

so much peace
when we release
our desires
& call out the liars

the road often bends
& trouble often sends
us far astray
but love, hope, & faith live this day

so many more to come

its a stillness
here in the darkness
so complete
feeling obsolete

so many blessings bestowed
more than what could be forbode
so many more to come
so much joy under the sun

so the wind will come soon
when the time is oppurtune
patience is the key
to open the doors to oppurtunity

will pass into dust

the world will keep spinning
around the sun its flying
our hearts will keep beating
in the body its loving

all things that made us glad
& all things that made us sad
will pass into dust
for they are held only in trust

it's all so much greater
than one head can figure
just keep believing
for the world is still spinning

for what tonic do we reach

the fear isn't gone
it's still singing its murky song
still luring them in
unto the web it did spin

so how do we overcome
when it strikes us dumb?
for what tonic do we reach
to close this mighty breach?

hold and hold again
resist the luring in
hold past guilt and pain
till no shadow does remain

will it be more of the same?

tis a new year
surely will contain cheer
and a meausre of fear
with a dash of persevere

what we will find?
now that horror is behind
will it be more of the same?
or an event more tame?

all we can do is hope
for God did not elope
and leave us to cruel fate
in such a terrible state

was one beyond any recall

we gather again
to celebrate
freed from sin
on this holy date

for given to us all
under the steady star
was one beyond any recall
a czar of czars

a gentle baby came
and set us free
from all refrain
of heavans's divinity

upon our hearts

its so simple
to put a dimple
in that sad cheek
for the eyes to stop that leak

but it feels so heavy
like an endless levy
upon our hearts
all the failed starts

but it is we who hold
the whip so bold
it is our own misery we ferry
into tomorrows glad praire

that we are not unique

its crazy you know
that we all have show
how smart we think we are
and that we are not at all bizarre

compelled we be
for others to see
that we are not unique
but only a little oblique

its fun to be among
so many wonderful young
and old unique beings
huddled together in all these dwellings

but the race is already won

we can never know
within this tableau
who we touch
and when it means so much

we fret and worry
trouble to trouble we scurry
but the race is already won
by the most highs son

so be at peace
and let joy ne'er cease
for how can you fail
when upon heavens glory you sail?

all hope was doomed

piece by piece
is how we ease
the wreckage from the past
it could not last

we fell
and for a spell
all hope was doomed
and failure was assumed

but rise again
for this humble pen
will not stumble
and rise from any tumble

we bring

we try
and try again
we fly
and rise again

we sing
and dance again
we bring
our love again

we weep
our sorrow again
& we keep
trying again

goes from black

waking up
getting up
standing up
powering up

one step at a time
each day a new rhyme
goes from black
and on the attack

to royal blue
and being through
with wasting time
no way to perfect this rhyme

it appears to be

into her web i would go
just to show
that no poison can make
my freedom fake

but a spider will never
announce how clever
it appears to be
wouldnt want them to get free

so her games i will try
and let not my fear deny
another way to grow
wisdom comes slow

Through Our Trials

forevermore i see
that all that can be
is possible in this time
no end for this rhyme

we all march on
to the beat ne'er foregone
through our trials
and our denials

we sing the praises
hoping for the raises
suffering our pain
dying in the rain

& be granted to know

in this sad time
we find no rhyme
can unwind
the stress in our mind

on our knees we go
praying to take it slow
& be granted to know
where hope will show

but all things work
without the slightest quirk
to the lord's greater glory
& the continuation of his story

i see visions of justice bestowed

i dream dreams of a sword freed from stone
i dream dreams of fear all alone
i dream dreams of patience unyielding
i dream dreams of love unending

i see visions of hope rewarded
i see visions of faith upholded
i see visions of justice bestowed
i see visions of greed brought low

i speak of fruit upon the tress
i speak of the happiness of bees
i speak to you all you lost souls
i speak to you of gods great goals

and found a little dismay

just for today
i did not stray
nor become prey
nicely i did play

just for today
i enjoyed a replay
and found a little dismay
but did not sway

just for today
i moved without delay
and found time to pray
and gave love away

Paul Taylor - Grandfather

this Noble Son
has come and gone
and let us say again
he was a giant among men

father, grand and great
we all could relate
to the wisdom of his mind
a view most refined

& it was a life so complete
that only death could defeat
so return now to her side
your most wonderful, wonderful bride