LUCKY ME

Aren't I lucky to be strong,
Always happy to go along,
Thank you Lord for this fine day,
And for all you've brought my way.

But there's a voice, deep within me,
That pleads each day, dear Lord let it be,
It's not that I'm ungrateful to you,
But you promised me, a life that was brand new.

Thank you for the sun and sea,
A darling wee baby on it's mother's knee,
For crisp cold days, with warm, cosy nights,
And  for lovers' smiles by evening's light.

But there's a voice, deep within me,
That pleads each day,  dear Lord let it be,
It's not that I'm ungrateful to you,
But you promised me, a life, that was brand new.

(Song lyrics 1992? by Trish)

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WHEN I WRITE

I can sail over maintains, soar like a bird,
Over the highest mountains, on a word.
Dream in the sunlight, or dark of the night,
Be a princess or a pauper, when, I write.

There's a voice there to guide me,
Should I stray from the light,
If I listen inside me, when I write.

Free, free, free,
I am free, free.
(Lyrics by Trish 1991)

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THE WORD

The word passed by my window,
brushed against my pain,
Said I've been this way before,
And things are still the same,
Yes, things are still the same.

Call my name on the wind,
Call my name, and I will come in,
Call my name, and I will come in.

One night as I lay sleeping,
the word came again,
Whispered softly, to me, call my name.

Call my name on the wind, ,
Call my name, and I will come in,
Call my name and I will come in.

(Lyrics to a worship song 1998 By Trish)
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PRAYER

There's a prayer going on in you,
I can tell by the way you are,
There's a prayer going on in you,
And it's shining like a morning star.

Don't leave me now, don't walk out the door,
I'm begging you to stay, help me try once more.

(Lyrics to a song 1998? By Trish)

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MID-WAY

By Trish  2013

Once upon a time, there was a lovely young maid,
she couldn't even help, with the table to be laid!
You see, someone had stolen the good girl's hands,
long, long ago, in far off, unknown, foreign lands.

One day as she walked, a prince passed her by,
he saw the handless maid and gave a  long, sad cry,
"Dear girl, dear girl, what brought  you to this state?
What mischief has befallen you, to cast such a fate?'

'Dear sir, dear sir, it is not as bad as it seems,
I find time to wander, and time for sweet dreams.
Nothing can I take, and nothing can I give,
and as I now, view it, leaves me free to love and live'.

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TENDER TOUCH

By Trish  2013

Signs and stars bewilder, stir depths, to dreams,
conjure other worlds, beyond what mine means.
Lend shadows lightness, blended with care,
Whispers, ever softer 'Follow, those who dare'.

By Trish  2013

MYSTERIOUS

By Trish  2013

Oh, life is a mysterious, strange affair,
neither here and now, nor, is it there.
Precious objects, lost along the way,

important matters, no longer hold sway.

This path cannot possibly, be the same,
yet, I know it somehow, as through a pane,
of glinting glass carved, cut into sacred signs,
and by the holy music, that vibrates the divine.

Trish 2013