Wisdom on Wings

Wisdom on Wings

Gentle spirit,
wings of light,
guide me on
this starry night

Open up my
eyes to see
past the veil
of mystery

Teach me with
your wise old eyes
to soar the mind
past hate and lies

Guide me to show
others this, so they too
will know self bliss

And when the world
can understand,
your touch will
have reached
all man

Lynn West
(c) 2012

Easy Sunday

Easy Sunday

In the distance,
I hear music
coming from
the church
down the lane,
voices rising
in unison,
singing praises
to the One

The sun feels warm
on my back this cool
September morning

Wind chimes tinkle,
ever so lightly,
as the breeze
makes its way
through the trees

A lone butterfly
is making its way
around the garden,
testing the nectar
from one flower,
then another

Birds are stopping by
to have a seed or two,
while hummingbirds
buzz by, aggressive
with each other
in their quest for nectar

I smile at the nature
all around me and realize
this is truly harmony,
and I'm thankful
for yet another day
to behold the glory
of simple, simple pleasures

Lynn West
(c) 2012

Darkness to Prisms

Darkness to Prisms

When you see
the world through
a negative heart,
the light is shattered
like glass but when
you open your mind
to the beauty of others,
the knowing of good,
the pieces of glass
that remain glitter
as glorious as the
stars above and you see
what a true prism
the world really is

Lynn West
(c) 2012

Breathe

Breathe

Her sleep comes in
snatches this day
as the past knocks
down her door

Declaring words of
tender love as he
shoves her once more

Coward of the purest sense
a man who would raise a hand

She fights a battle
too many women know,
but dares to take her stand

For in and out
she breathes
new energy,
hope and knowing

Her true love
for the worthy one
each day
continues growing

Knowledge is
her weapon,
faith is her key
hope is her alibi
and Sun shines
down on thee

This strong woman,
surrounded
by light
will make it through --
just breathe tonight...

Lynn West
(c) 2012

"Breathe" by Stacey Austin Art (Naniskakonindjin)

Forbidden

Forbidden

I am your forbidden fruit,
the one who stirs your loins

I am your passionflower,
the one who moans for you

I am your lover's kiss
when thirst, it must
be quenched

You are my warrior strong,
when others would fall

You are my smiling eyes,
I can see behind your pain

You are my friend for life,
touched lips that breathe
once more

Lynn West
(c) 2012

Wishes Untold

Wishes Untold

I envision how
I want him to treat me

But truth be told, he
must be he and
I feel his "he" may
not include me...

His voice so soft,
his touch so gentle
I don't know how to feel

For his kisses are elusive
the thought of his love, surreal

Do I fit into his plan or
am I just his settle
for when I ask him questions
of soul, I feel he thinks I
meddle...

I rarely feel this kind of
doubt, it's a foreign thing
to me

I wish the best for him in
life, this rebel, wild and free

As he rides the road of
life, I wish for him no pain
or strife

And if I am not to be his bliss
may he at least find happiness

Lynn West
(c) 2012