WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS

WALK SAFELY THROUGH THE MISTS.

My life has been a journey

Enveloped in the mists of time

The beauty of a peaceful lake

Has often been mine.

I have seen the mists of morning

Wafting gently through the glen

Reminding me that seasons change

And the time comes round again.

I have stood in wonder

As the damp mist touched my hair

I have relished the misty quiet

And felt your presence there.

I have felt the mist around me

As your arms have been before,

I have special memories 

That will last forever more.

I have seen the mists arising

As the sun came breaking through

I have stood in silence 

And often thought of you.

The day moved on to sunshine

The damp ground soon was dry

I sought you in the afternoon

I hope you heard my cry.

Evening came and the dew was falling

And the mists of evening came

Hovered over a silent lake

And I heard you call my name.

Was it my imagination

Or where you really there?

Would we view the mist together

Would I feel your care?

Would the haunting mist enthrall us

And carry our thoughts away

Would we find peace and calm

At the end of a difficult day?

Would I feel your arms around me

Would my hair be gently kissed?

Wherever you are my Darling

Walk safely through the mist.

© Linda J. Vaughan

April 23rd. 2012

LISTEN TO THE SILENCE

HAVE YOU LISTENED TO THE SILENCE ?

  

 Have you listened to the silence

When day is nearly done?

Do you remember little quiet times

When your day's race is won?

Our days are full of noise and bustle

And at times become a riot,

So when day is done - at least for me

It's nice to listen to the quiet.

It's nice to sit and rest a while

And hear the things we oft forget ~

The velvet silence of the darkness

Where day and night have met.

  

A time of contemplation,

A time when we can restore.

A time when we can prepare ourselves

To go on as we did before.

  

A time to listen to the longings of our heart.

A time to gather strength and peace

A time to count our blessings.

And give thanks for joys that do not cease.

  

So sit and listen to the silence ~

Enjoy the quiet that evening brings.

Find comfort in the special time ~

Find peace in so many things.

 © Linda J. Vaughan

MORNING THOUGHTS - written for my Father.

MORNING THOUGHTS

I have woken early

From another restless night,

I have tossed and turned

And had another pillow fight.

I bless the velvet darkness

And the warmth within my bed,

My heart is very troubled

 Thoughts run through my head.

I feel emptiness within

Numbness I cannot hide  ~

For my seafaring Father

Has sailed upon the tide.

He loved the ocean and her moods

The deep full rolling swell ~

 Many were the anecdotes

And stories he would tell.

He had travelled far and wide

The ports and harbours he knew,

The sea was indeed his mistress

And he loved her with passion true.

There are many things I remember

Of times we spent by the sea

And many the nautical memories

And phrases he has left with me.

He quietly left us yesterday

To gently go sailing once more.

Without a fuss he slipped anchor

And sailed for that distant shore.

I wish him fair winds and full sails,

And a harbour full and deep

Salt sea spray upon his face ~

Mine are the memories to keep.

© Linda J. Vaughan 28th. August 2003

Written for my Father ~Thomas Edward Thomas

2nd. August 1925 – 27th. August 2003

"Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself and know that everything in this life has a purpose."

Elisabeth Kubler Ross