I’m left in awe
A pile of it,
Like autumn leaves
Blown away by winter winds
Sweet lullaby chimes
Slumber singing
While I dream a new dream.

Don’t wake me.

I want to abide in the worship,
Dance on the frigid air of knowing -
I know.
I know.
It isn’t what I expected;
Not at all the daydreaming sequence
Of imagination’s blossoms.

You are still here
With me, in my lungs -
Plasma of my soul,
Book edges softened
By ancient rhythms.

Touch me just once
I need Your hand upon my head
Tell me again -
I am precious.
Keep me through the days.
Don't forget me
When night descends,
When eternity's knocking
Can no longer be ignored.

Regard my heart -
The joy and kindness You've gifted.
Thundering in the awe,
A pile of it
Like autumn leaves,
Winter dancing,
Slumber singing,
While I dream a new dream.

01/10/2005

Posted on 01/10/2005
Copyright © 2025 Alison McKenzie

Member Comments on this Poem

Posted by Mary Ellen Smith on 01/12/05 at 08:44 AM a wonderful dance....

Posted by David R Spellman on 01/12/05 at 10:43 AM Some really good lines in this which adds to the soft feeling of comfort. Nicely done.

Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 01/13/05 at 06:34 PM this is magical... like a snowflake ball... beautiful and thoughtful... blessings...

Posted by A. Paige White on 02/24/07 at 08:54 PM So glad I found these. They are a wonderful refreshing breeze with chimes blowing through my mind. Thank you.