Helen

Helen
(for Helen Peel, where ever you are)

I remember Helen when she lived in Carolina
Her blonde hair kissed her shoulders and her green eyes flashed with fire
I would go to see her on the days I wasn’t working
We’d spend the hours together laughing and intensely talking
About life

I was only sixteen and I had a car to drive
She had just turned fifteen and was the love of my life
I drove the miles to see her whenever I was able
We exchanged eyes of passion across her mother’s kitchen table
As we dined

And she filled my days completely
And she filled my dreams so sweetly
But the sun came up each morning
And she faded without warning
Like a vapor in the mist cloud of my mind

I still can see her walking on the beach sand in the morning
The wind is softly blowing through her hair, long and flowing
I raise a hand to touch her on her tender, suntanned shoulder
But she takes my hand and guides it ’round her waist, so I get bolder
I pull her closer to me and I kiss her lips of honey
As I pour my soul into her aching eyes

And she fills my days completely
And she fills my dreams so sweetly
‘Til the sun comes up each morning
And she fades without warning
Like a vapor in the mist cloud of my mind

Just a vapor in the mist cloud of my mind

copyright 2008 Donald Paul Harris

You Alone

You Alone

“Will you leave me, too?” he said
“Will you turn away like the rest
From the path I walked with you;
From the way of grace?”

“And where would I go?” I said
“Salvation is nowhere else.
Though the nations turn from you,
I will seek your face.”

For you alone have the words of life
Only you satisfy
You alone are the living way
I live and breathe in you alone
You alone have the words of life
Only you satisfy
You alone are the living way
I live and breathe in you alone

“Then take up your cross” he said
“Each day you must die to self.
Do the things you see me do;
Walk the narrow way.”

“But, Lord, I am weak” I said.
He said, “I am your strength”
I said, “Lord, I’ll walk with you.
Show me the way”

copyright 2008 Donald Paul Harris

Jewel (shine, Haiti, shine)

Jewel (shine, Haiti, shine)

A sea of brown in a sea of green
A tidal wave born of poverty
Prisoner stares at the star-filled sky
In a prison bound by chains of time

Haiti is a Jewel of irridescent light
Trying to shine; trying to find her way
Haiti is a Jewel under sands of time
Trying to shine; trying to find her way

The dogs of war travel over the roads
The cross and sword battle over the bones
Hope walks carefully through the teeming streets
Hoping to avoid hope-killing greed

Haiti is a Jewel of irridescent light
An uncut diamond plucked from the mine
Soon she’s going to break out of her prison of time
And like a diamond she will shine

So shine, Haiti, shine; shine like the jewel you are
Shine, Haiti, shine; shine like the morning star

copyright 2008 Donald Paul Harris