Healing Home


In my troubled state 

In my sad heart

I run to your abode                   

there I’m sure                                       

of healing  rest


​Watching the white clouds move 

slowly  quietly across the dark 

almost starless sky             

Just as days pass by and day’s 

troubles stealthily disappear 

so let heart rest its restlessness 

for no point poisoning its self for 


Let the day carry its issues without 

being added to     

Let it sway away  treading the steps 

of the clouds leaving the dark sky 

bare while wind wipe away wear and

tear for tomorrow is another day