I’m thinking of you

Thrown from your routine–

Where each sunrise brings purpose,

Suddenly alone

I think of you

As bags are packed–

Traffic exodus of crowds,

Silence now too loud

I think of you

Incarcerated–

Behind tears of loneliness,

Festive observer

I think of you

Who for the first time–

Must sleep on that double bed,

You always shared

I think of you

Hoping and praying–

That you will dress in seasons,

Where time comes to pass

I think of you

See your smiling face–

As you slowly realize,

I’m thinking of you

He is always thinking of you too.

Despair’s saviour

When shadows’ footfalls stalked my toiling tread,

Grey skies convoluted me in ominous surprise;

Smog smothered my mind, pulsed my heart with dread.

Then life’s train derailed haplessly before my eyes.

With blind vision and ambivalence, I stumbled.

Faint glimmers of light appeared as but a dream,

Of a distant love whose words I now mumbled.

Then wheels taxied the runway in a silent scream.

I prayed and begged forgiveness in a church,

But my mind and my heart seemed to disagree.

Wild winds blew in, toppling spirit off its perch

Then ship’s bow tossed turning tides endlessly.

In the cold air of an evening, I heard an infant’s cry,

My senses unfurled, released in a heartfelt sigh!