Elven Maid

Once was an elf
Long ago
Where earth was young
And moon was smooth
She wandered over hill
Beneath wood and star
She had fair skin
Her hair light brown
Her eyes a deep brown
She wandered long
She wandered alone
An Elven Maid
All alone
She spoke little
She sang less
An Elven Maid
Who walked upon the world
When the time had just begun
Now she hides deep in the wood
Though it is said
If one could speak with her
She would tell you the history
Of the world before man arrived
Yet she harbors a secret
A hidden shame
Though what tale she holds
None could tell
And she would never tell

Nightly Thoughts

Late at night
My mind runs
Late at night
And my mind wanders

I should be in bed
But I cannot sleep yet
So much to write
So many thoughts to process

The day is done
Yet my mind is awake
Despite the late night
I type my thoughts

The morning broke
Foggy and clear
My heart was glad
At the sight

Then the day passed
And my heart grew heavy
Though the day was clear
And the sun shined

Late at night
I wonder why
Why does my heart change
Why is my heart sad

Late at night
I lie awake
Staring at star and moon
Wondering why things are

Master Smith

Strike the anvil
Hammer the metal
Feed the fire
Day and night
Strike turn strike turn
Turn strike turn strike
Strike turn strike turn
Turn strike turn strike
Soak in water
Repeat again
Day and night
Hour after hour
Hammer the metal
Form and bend
The metal obeys
As the smithy commands
Year after year
The hammer falls again again
Raising sparks
Bellowing smoke
Forging and making
Day after day
Month after month
The same stroke again again
There the novice passes
And the master is born

The Lies We Hear

Lies are strange
Lies are weird
They are sweet to hear
And wholesome to our ears
Yet they are poison to our soul
Poison to our lives
Yet we will drink them all
We accept without fail
All around we wade through
Hearing lie after lie
Yet we do nothing to challenge
We do nothing to find the truth
For we are told the truth is a lie
And we are fools for falling for a lie
While all the while
Their silver tongues
Whisper lies to our ears

Sleeping Hours

Day has ended
Night has fallen
The thunder of the day
Gives way to the subtle of the night
Beasts, great and small
Make their way through the night
Though man slumbers unaware

Yet here I lay
Wide awake
Unable to sleep
My mind rushes and rushes
Where the people sleep
I lie awake
Where the people rest
My soul stirs uneasily

Night has fallen
And my soul wanders
Across the landscape of my mind
There I see myself
My worries appear as mountains
My fears as canyons
My hopes as distant fields

Though all around me
The shadows of my fears
Rise and close in
Yet far above me
The stars of my hope
Shine far above me
A hidden hope of mine

Memorial Day

Today we remember
Today we honor those who have fallen
Upon distant shores
In the skies above
Upon far lands

They choose to go
To defend our shores
Upon distant lands
There they were fell
By mine, bullet, and cannon

Today we remember
Those who lost their lives
Today we honor them
Who fell to protect us
Today we remember
Today is Memorial Day

Wandering Soul

Hour by Hour
Day by Day
I toil and ply my trade
Sun up to sun down
I work all day

Yet my soul is far away
Past the cold buildings
Beyond the paved roads
My soul wanders alone

Through distant woods
Beneath star filled skies
My soul walks afar

It links by the streams
Of hidden valleys
It stands upon mountain tops
And distant ocean shores

Though my feet have never tread
This distant places
Nor has my eyes seen these sights
My soul lives there now
And my heart longs to join