Friday’s Freedom


When Monday sinks its teeth in flesh,

and worries freeze your dreams afresh,

remember Friday’s freedom sings

where icy fears melt into wings.

Light of My Soul

garden ornament

Light of my soul,

Be dark’s best fight;

Swallow me whole,

Give freedom flight.

Sing to my fears,

Put them to rest;

Illumine tears,

Radiant guest.