Gently do appear … O star shine bright
Grant cherubs lend your path my way
for one brief passing moment
let moonbeams light my way
and through forever eyes, dare to seek me out

Greet me at the dawning—cross the wide Atlantic
      There meet me on the other side __
We shall find our way

Rover of the heart __ scepter of desire
Mold me in your hands
      show me love __ tame me
      For this lost child awaits
      placid and fixed __ beneath a weeping tree

Look! Still sparkles in her eyes.

Rocking, rolling, turmoil __ this life
Feels stopped, short from pursuit
As of yet, none have tamed the stallion
Nor lived to know this shrew
Earthwork __ Steel Lady Heart of Love
I cannot seem to penetrate her walls __ so high!

      Or was this just a vision? __ to vanish with a past
Will there ever be an awakening __ with this Illusive One __ this Love?

      Love __ this word,
draws on the very depths
      So fleeting is Her moment __
A kind of long lost soldier wandering aimlessly along
Does it fade with each morrow
__ this Love?

      Calmed by starry nights — diligently, seeking peace
      I pray from dawn to azure skies of night to night

      My Lord __ my God;
        By oceans wide and mountains grand
        It is here I stand in wait
Will years of patience, endurance __ faith __ find this?
To know God—is to know Love

I strive to know
but still my eyes appear half opened
Or might that be half closed?

These words are spoken;
in lieu of not yet finding, this pure form __ this Love
    that deems to be my life’s quest, my Waterloo

It travels deeper than known to man
    and wearies the soul,
of those who chance to dare request its prize

Pray for faith
Then, stand firm in this faith
Reassuring voices soothe my ears
    As I climb these walls of Faith

Many long hours of contemplation
Have been spent on such impossible dreams

Meditation __ then to query:
    If I achieve this ultimate goal, this Godly love;
Will an answer find its way?

If in faith and Godly devotion __ is peace
Then accompanying peace is wisdom
        Will this in turn give birth to love?

          Pure Love .. Perfect Love

I seek, I dig, I scratch the very surface of my isolation, in these sacred walls, where I abide and confide only with God; to divulge from the very pit of my heart, its contents. Bleed, bleed this pen on paper. Pray the moaning parts out from inside to reach my God, my only God who listens to my heart. Segregation inset with solitary moments, cause the secret heart to unwind, to unfold its lotus petal on the pond. So fragrant in its wait, so calm in all its beauty. Cast an eye its way, to this flower of such elegance. On the surface of reflective waters, one might think it not ignored. But, take heed, for what appears on crests of waves, may not portray a truth that lay beneath the unseen ravages and fathoms.

©Charlotte G Mair 2004