Two wrongs can make a right
When two fighting elephants die, the grass enjoys peace
If 73 men must die, a single hair must not fall
If we must sober for our crops being grazed
and our loved ones being butchered, then we get drowned in our own tears
If we must sleep in the cold breeze of the night,
With our eyes wide open, and our mind hanged to our hands,
convenient the cattle.
.
Let me cry now for my brother’s headache,
Not until I catch it,
Is this the change you have in mind?

Midnight, sharp, frigid air,
walking a forest path to watch stars stellar,
with time out of mind,
making a path for others to find,
with crunching snow under his boots,
crunching fallen Mountain Ash fruits,
unfamiliar terrain he came across,
he took a spill and was tossed,
down a steep slope into a ravine,
a part he had never seen,
with a twisted ankle and bruised knees,
he cursed himself he wasn't pleased,
his bad judgment,
placed him in a predicament,
he couldn't retrace his new made path,

Brighter than all the stars in the sky
Shining together to form galaxies
Brighter than anything on this earth
Brighter than anything I've seen
Shining to illuminate ways for me
Revealing the wonders within them
Your power works to glorify Jesus
Showing the way and helping to follow
The wonder and glory that I have in you

By: Leona Chaput

Snowy courtyard. In the cold,
willows draw leafless lines.
Ice performs a windy dance.
In the window, a winter rose
stands against the frosted glass.

I am cooking, stirring hard
a summer memories preserve.
Shrunken berries swirl and float,
syrup splashing on the floor.
It smells like pine sap.

Memory droplets of amber
with insects suspended within,
faceted eyes and delicate wings.
It will be a necklace  to wear
on my naked skin.

Your love is a shrewed healer,
nothing could have healed better;
when my heart was hurt and broken,
you salved and built it a haven.

On the verge of damage,
Swiftly you came to its salvage.
You became a light to my pathway,
in gale of cruel fate, a belay

Your love is slow to judge;
it never bears a grudge.
Errors once filled my slate,
and I didn't know my fate.

My future was dark and bleak,
it was chaos at its peak.
My best you sought and found,
and my errors you left behind.

Many Summers Past

Many summers past, we were standing,
for each other’s dates anxiously waiting.
it was then our eyes did glance,
and their arrival we forgot, perchance.

it was then your eyes transfixed mine,
yes it was within our domain, we felt fine,
we stared and glanced and blushed,
at each other’s arms, naturally we rushed.
it was at the spur of moment God granted,
it was our union for ever which was supplanted.

One can look at a cooling cinder
in awe
of it's once brilliance

The way I now look at your kinder
face
in my remembrance

The one corner of my Universe
I know for sure
the Laws of Nature
conspired
to transcend
the physical bounds of my life

I know my value
you showed me
that in our cosmic neighbourhood
I was unique

Our mote of dust
is the only place
where love exists

Now the man who shares my DNA
Suddenly had to fly away
And the greatest brother of them all
Couldn’t pick up one missed call.

While setting the calendar on the mantle
the past fades ever so slowly
I clutch hard on memories
till they too recede like low tide
leaving behind
pebbles and shells
scattered along the shores
some smooth some frayed
like memoirs etched
on pages of my diary
to be shelved

I'm startled from a reverie, when
the wind chimes,
church bells and crickets
strike the score of do re me
at the stroke of midnight....
(Part 1 ree verse)