Ama Non Queyta
aka
Sara’s Lament
copyright © 2004 Devon Aster
On a hill, by the sea
waiting patiently
there for my love
where’s my love?
Morning comes, to the sea
watching over me
here for my love
come my love.
Watch for thee, watch the mists flying out to be
washed by the sun, by the sun god.
Colors pale over waves, over silver veils
cover my heart, touch my heart.
Winds flow by, over sea
moving restlessly
call for my love
sing my love.
Dew drops fall, from the sea
stroking silently
ache for my love
oh my love.
Sea birds cry, watching all sailing through the sky
tell of my love, my love has gone.
Can you see where my heart, where my heart should be
here in my arms, in my arms.
On a hill, by the sea
waiting patiently
there for my love
yes my love.
Through the mists, through the sea
coming back to me
is this my love
here’s my love.
Lily
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Precious lily
down through the field
tucked by a mountainside
Dropping dew
sparkling tears
as night passes by
Does your heart soar
at the first creeping light
that gentle touch of God
Do you tremble
unfolding yourself
trusting the sun to stay
Precious lily
waiting so long
for the shadows to melt away
Spread your rays wide
taking inside
all that the sun has to give
Does your color brighten
a testament to your heart
giving back what you can
Do you show in your face
the love that you feel
smiling straight at the sun
Precious lily
beginning to bend
your leaves touching the ground
Such a sorrow
starting to grow
within the light of day
Does your spirit ache
when the sun arcs down
going so far away
Do you mourn so
the fading warmth
closing in on yourself
Precious lily
through the field
tucked by a mountainside
Sinking down
sighing low
holding fast to hope
Does your face hide
behind a mask of nothing
waiting for the dew to cry
Do you weep inside
dying within the shadows
for the day to come again
Take My Hand
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Please take my hand
lead me through
I know it’s a lot to ask
I’m lost in the dark
without a guide
I don’t know what to do
My inner self
screams at me
“You can’t be so selfish!”
I know it’s wrong
I should be strong
not so cowardly
I cry and I’m confused
why it is this way
Where’s my strength?
My heart tells me
to be the one to give
To reach out and be the guide
I do what I can
with what I have
I try to give hope to others
So why does the night
claim me with tears
Why can’t I fight for me?
If I can be a light
why am I lost
Where does my road lead?
I’m sorry I’m so selfish
ashamed to be this way
I wouldn’t burden you
But I’m so tired
and so alone
I feel I’ve nothing left
Please take my hand
and guide me
Even a little way will do
The Step Comforting
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Confusion
streaking through me
running wild
like a child
through an endless
field of blooms
Energy
in the night
cannot see
what it does to me
lost in a storm
of red and blue
Peeking
beyond the veil
I’ve known so long
what’s so wrong
this feeling
wanting to be free
Take
the step comforting
a moment only
of being lonely
then part of the storm
embracing the wind
Now
no going back
don’t feel ashamed
a feeling named
lying in the quiet
of the gray sky above
A Song Hopeful
copyright © 2004 Devon Aster
Sing a song hopeful
over the gray landscape
Ashes falling down like snow
Catch me when I’m falling
have no strength of my own
Need your hand to guide me
take me through the barren waste
The dry and crumbling sand shifting
Where is the solid ground
for my feet to walk upon
Hold me tight
don’t let me go
So Far Away
copyright © 2004 Devon Aster
Bittersweet moments
living each day
a fantasy, a reality
Slippery glass
flowing down and down
waiting so long
One little word
so hopeful
for moments
Unfettered
in the night
where I am
So far away
so far away
from you
Saying Goodbye
copyright © 1992 Devon Aster
Saying goodbye
Is so hard
When I see you
It breaks my heart.
Tears are falling
And the rain
Will I ever
See you again?
You did see me
And you cared
Thank you for all
That we shared.
Tears and laughter
Sun and rain
You said you loved me
I say the same
God watches us
Over boundless seas
Not goodbye
Good memories.
Rebirth
copyright © 1997 Devon Aster
Cries into the silken night,
victim of the sun’s last light.
Hopes have wings of courage born,
promises that love has sworn.
Desires that can never be,
dreams drift inside of me.
Darkness against the light has fought,
challenges the day has wrought.
Can there be a peace inside,
when lovers of the heart have lied?
So come to me, a dreamless sleep,
forever for my heart to keep.
Until the time when morning comes,
and the returning of the sun.
Revel in the day’s first light,
banish then the silken night.
I Should Be Doing Other Things
copyright © 2000 Devon Aster
I should be doing other things
The pile of papers to be filed
A story waiting to be finished
Mail that needs answering
But my mind wanders aimlessly
My eyes refuse to stay still
I search for something I do not know
I sigh
They stare at me
And I can tell they think me lazy
I pick up a letter then put it down
The pen in my hand lays unmoving
I hold my chin in my palm
And look out the window
And wish it was night so I could see the stars
But I’m glad it’s day
Because the night brings no dreams
Or dreams I do not want
I should be doing other things
But I wonder what those things are
I’m Not Ready
copyright © 2001 Devon Aster
Buried deep inside me
are emotions churning,
longing to be free.
I want to reach out my hand
and take yours,
sweet touches I’ve never known.
But I’m not ready.
This heart beats wildly
with fear and doubt,
choking on painful tears.
I want to open my heart
and let my soul free,
to mingle with yours.
But I’m not ready.
There’s a wall around me
that I built long ago,
protecting my fragile self.
I’m trying to break it down
and do more than peep through,
to breathe in freedom again.
But I’m not ready.
Fear has me standing here
on the threshold,
without a door to walk through.
I feel the changes slowly growing
and can’t wait for the moment,
I’ll be whole again.
But, right now, I’m not ready.