Where Doves, Honey-birds and Fairy-Bells Dwell

 

This sunny day is dawning

as the honey-birds are calling

to cooing doves above in the myrtle trees,

so would you believe

this scene where the fairy-bells bloom,

is the room,

that is still the space

where an empty nest rests in place.

 

The Empty Nest

 

On A Sunny Day You Quietly Say.........

 

Whilst standing in the street

on a sunny day, you quietly say

"I just wanted to thank you

for being a friend

in the times when you were a friend."

Finding Another Note

Learn to live with those who love you.

This was another hand-written note 

that I found in an old book on an old table 

Hearing You Come Through

I weep for the lost times

the forgotten rhymes

the way 'beyond the line' times

the place I pray to never go again times,

while healing all the sadness

and crying through the madness,

while wondering why

and knowing now I will never know

and neither will I ever go

to the space and place again.

 

For now I am with you God

and I have seen the truth

and I will carry the candle light

so in my heart I know

you are my guide in every way

as we stay present in this day.
 

Cornflower Blue

"Cornflower Blue, deeper than the evening sky

peaceful as a river, bluer than goodbye.

Blue like the diamond when the light shines true,

if love came in colors 

then I'd choose this one for you, Cornflower Blue"

 

Lyrics written by Kate Wolf, California, 1981

Another Sundown Publishing Co. (BMI) 

 

Where The Lilies Live

Down in the dell 

where these openhearted violet leaves dwell

there came to be a blackbird with me.

Her family nests here.

They forage,

eat the apples and sing their songs

as if they knew,

St Francis of Assisi comes here too.

 

These Italian lilies were never planted:

they just arrived to thrive,

as all the many lilies do, and every friendly bird.