IN THE QUIET OF THE NIGHT

 

In the quiet of the night

As peaceful silence reigns

I hear an angel singing

And I wonder if it’s you

 

Amidst the dawn chorus

When birds are centre stage

I hear an angel singing

And I consider if it’s you

 

When the wind is in the trees

Swirling in the breeze

I hear an angel singing

And I think it might be you

 

When the rain cascades,

Falling from the heavens

I hear an angel singing

And I’m sure it must be you

 

When the sun brightly shines

And I feel it warm my skin

I hear an angel singing

And I believe it maybe you

 

At the setting of the sun

When another day is done

I hear an angel singing

And I know that it is you

THE WILDERNESS

 

The fierce sun burned the land

Cracking stone, bleaching bone

Drying the rich earth to dust

To be blown on the four winds

Or washed away by unforgiving rains

So infrequent in their coming

 

Unable to penetrate the iron earth

Rain-washed off the barren land

Like it were a repellent oily hide

Leaving it sterile and infertile

To all but natures hardiest

Most determined to cling to life

 

In the fast expanding wilderness

Beneath rocks and stones life goes on

Insects toil industriously, while

Un-germinated seeds bide their time

Until nature smiles once more

On this harsh and arid land

SKELETAL TREES STRIPPED BARE

 

Skeletal trees stripped bare

Dressed now in ice and frost

As they shiver in the wind

Longing for the summer lost

A PICTURESQUE VALLEY SCENE

 

A picturesque valley scene

Like a fairyland of pure delight

Viewed through a window

To avoid the winter’s bite

SCENE THROUGH FROSTED GLASS

 

In the sheltered winter lowlands

Every inch and acre

Are dusted white, almost as if

Sugared by a cake decorator

AS THE STORM FRONT CLOSES IN

 

As the storm front closes in

The Gulls desert the cliff top

To find safe haven deep inland

And wait for the storm to stop

THE FISHING BOATS BOB AND DANCE

 

The fishing boats bob and dance

Driven by weather to the south

Making slow progress in the swell

As they approach the harbour mouth