May your voice

May your voice,
That commands galaxies
and orders armies of angels,
speak to me

May your voice,
that paints the stars
and covers the cosmos with colour,
speak to me

May your voice
that inspires volcanoes
and gives rocks a reason to rejoice,
speak to me

May your voice,
that tells tales of time
and speaks of stories that span centuries,
speak to me

May your voice,
that knows the name
of every atom in existence,
speak to me

May your voice,
that evokes every emotion
and inspires every melody ,
that knows every passion, every pain, every prayer in me,
open my eyes and ears
and help me hear the heartbeat of Heaven
as you speak to me

(c) Rich Clarkson 2010

Ode to a new notebook

A new start, full of promise unfulfilled
Blank pages wait for thoughts as yet unheard
An empty canvas waiting to be filled
With memories, poems, songs and empty words
Great works of art will sit with nonsense here
But on these pages all will find a home
Words of faith and hope, of joy and fear
Some to share and some for me alone
A snapshot of a period of time
Will one day lie within this humble book
And when this space is filled with verse and rhyme
We will return to take a closer look
But now we wait in keen anticipation
And listen in to hear the next creation

© Rich Clarkson 2009

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