THE HINGE OF THE UNIVERSE
What great swinging pendulum
do we ride
where in one arc
a world is born and dies
ultimately remembered never more
and will we find the other side
to disembark
and travel where the future lies
a far and distant shore
What universal hinge is born
what moments are our precious span
of what direction is our line
that dwells upon this sea and sod
while gates of Pleiades still mourn
the fragile monuments to man
as heaven's lights forever shine
in timeless attribute to God.
THE GUIDE
guide me in these shadows Lord
bring my soul to light
hold me up in troubled times
secure me in your might
Guide me through this battle Lord
leave me not behind
give me more than peace with men
give me peace of mind
Guide me through all worldly woes
keep me from your wrath
help me conquer all my fears
help me walk your path
Guide me in your words O Lord
the truths that you decree
fill me with your Spirit Lord
let all see YOU in me.
poems by Fish Hawk