again alone
descending into the abyss
news of what lay ahead
filled my being....

no matter what....

all one does
fearful
again alone
wondering surgeons words
in days to come.

no matter what....

a week filled
conflicting emotions
positive/negative
up and down
a yo yo

no matter what.....

folks words missed their mark
inner turmoil
abounded in glory
and then the day arrived....

no matter what.....

a friend was awaiting me
I entered the waiting room
my heart lifted
care was shown in the flesh

no matter what....

she chatted
and chatted keeping from thinking
a great distraction
her heart is big

no matter what....

I was called.....
calmness came upon my inner being
the doctor
an expert in his field
sat reading unexpected results.....

no matter what.....

he looked at me
speaking words I thought wouldn't be spoken
you have no symthoms....
and with your blood problem....

no matter what.....

we won't operate
as we both know
we could loose you on the table....

no matter what......

now you are pain free
we want you to stay that way
there are too many stresses within your body

no matter what....

so we will see you in six months
keep well and happy!

I walked out of that room
knowing that

no matter what.....

I knew prayers were answered

Thank you.

MS (c) March 2010

Light has turned to
darkness......
No words spoken.
Silence of speech,
silence of emotion.
Nothing!
Eyes looking.....
wondering
Where next to go.
What next to do!
Silence
of all.....
deep within.
Light turned to darkness......
Fear
preventing action.
Nothing!
A void......
An abyss
a vastness
between....
No
bridges to
mend!

MS (c) 17/08/1994

Night fever,
restlessness,
dreaming dreams
awaking to reality,
another day.

Feelings spent,
coming into life,
burning with passion
fleeing,
leaving strife.

No refuge,
loving thoughts
of yesterday
fading to nothingness,
an empty bay.

Waves rolling
crashing upon
the shore
more washing
of shelves of life.

When storms
of destruction
ease
the sight of erosion
a changing guide?

Night fever
new growth
passion of life
pain wracked
delusion of same.

Night fever
newness
footsteps
walking - pounding
hearts as one.

Love
Oh! Where is
your sting!
To leave behind
burning sand.

Filtering it
between hands
and scattering it
to the four winds
a circle of illusion.

Waters may
divide
the great gulf
a narrow
passage to find.

Then awakening
laying
aside
touching
all that hurt.

Badly bruised
wanting
to flee
yet grasping
not being set free.

Night fever
restlessness
you
sure can make it - you will
and what a spill.

Let go
place your trust
as
far below
all is.......

A night fever
dreaming dreams
to awaking in reality
of another
day.

MS (C) 1983

This day passed
in pain of body and mind.
Sleep a silent home,
eluding all.

Encounters of the silent type,
no response of greeting....
a pain locked in others mind.

No reasoning can answer.

Thoughts alive and active
body following suite,
thrashing,
lying in the day.

A sudden surge of hope
brought from memories.
knowing alls not bad

of being loved.

Distance of love
so close,
extension
of
self.

Command to love other.

MS (c) 1982

Standing
drinking deeply
the
forceful beauty of nature.

Sea surging
churning
the
sand beneath.

Waves,
rolling
foaming
as
freshly fallen snow.

Rocks beaten
violently with
spray,
kissing the Virgin Rock.

Clare could not be seen,
darkness hovered over,
with
it's trail of rain.

Silently,
darkness crept around.
Having to run.
Trapped,
the
sea kept rolling
surging,
cliff grass
kissed and flattened by wind;

fast falling rain
turning to passion.

Waiting safely under cover,
watching
rain pour down.
There was a forceful
beauty
in
listening to it's force.....

Whistling around the house,
a
house
upon
the
cliff.

MS (c) 1981

A day of many days
filled to over flowing.
Silent jobs of every day,
not seen by passers by.
And if done for recognition
no thanks received.
The daily desert life
of ups and downs
How far up?
How far down?
There is sand all around.
The line of life comes into view
deeper depth is heard.
A voice of softness,
warmth
and
care
fill a void
pleasant shadows cast upon the
sands of time.

MS (c) 1980

He came into life
bringing love....
fled again.....
leaving strife.
The tragedy of living;
the art of forgiving?

The fight for survival is strong,
in man, and bird and beast.
Yet gracefulness and beauty abound.
See - gaze into the beyond.

One day at a time, he lives,
he takes what he must......
then forgets.
From where he's come......
to where he must return.

Away, away,
find life.....
forget the strife....
flee.

From sudden fright,
a bird
takes to flight,
Oh! To be free.

The tragedy of living
the art of forgiving?
Man has hands and feet,
no wings to go -
a bird perched on a branch......
be ready to flow.....
in still waters.

MS (c) 2010

She stood naked before Him
with out - stretched hands.
A light within dimmed.
The deep look of care
penetrated far.
She looked again and saw, close by.....SHE.
Standing and gazing and seeing beyond,
looking at empty hands held out,
the sand of time slipped between extended fingers.
She was aware of SELF.
Again in all her nakedness,
she raised her her arms on high,
and saw light.
What warmth and radiance filled her face,
and a light within began to clear.
She saw close by - HER.
Falling to her knees she cried.
Tears fast falling from the damn
of hard built years, breaking loose,
giving life and growth to hidden depth.
A freeing strength gripped her soul,
and led a way to her heart.
What love held deep,
a peaceful glow -
then she knew
she had to go!

MS (c) 1985

The secret key
you have given me,
I praise you Lord.
Nothing fixed
yet calmly I await
Your guiding hand,
You are my Father.
Nature's beauty
You have given -
I see and acknowledge
You are my God.
In my brother
Jesus
Your Son
I freely
call You
ABBA.

MS (c) 1984

I felt a kiss
upon my lips
and closed
my eyes
and
sank beneath
the
waves in
bliss.

Another's love
had
penetrated through
my heart sighed
and
I cried
and
peace descended
like a
dove.

MS (c) 1990