Metamorphosis,
Shafts of light,
Discerning the light of truth,
Man's higher self,
Delicately evolving,
Slips out of reach,
Yet in man's hope and faith,
There's a glimpse,
Of our maker's wondrous treasure of light,
Smiling at it's certainty,
Amidst the darkness, decay, destruction and struggle.
Rest in My Love
Rest in my love, rest,
it is not today we care,
Your journey has been long, rest.
Love's sensibilities hold you too tight.
Yet, it is life that sings,
Look first to your own and be brave,
Hold love, but do not restrain,
This love is precious and is pure,
Look inside and see,
You are a blossoming, coming through,
Kind fate shines upon you,
No doubt you need love now,
And real places in time,
Look, it is you holding the wonders there,
Look after yourself, my dear.
Be happy with your lot.
Nobody is dealt all correct.
We look after you now.
I know your road has been long.
You are tired of this way, rest.
It Be So Beautiful Flying High
It be so beautiful flying high,
Meeting the wonders on the way,
the feeling of speed,
My heart beating fast,
Finding the secrets of flying,
Even knowing I'll never know you again the same,
It be once, but forever loving you.
Poems © 1999 Jacqueline Howett, all rights reserved
