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For the first time

Published by Adrian North on 1 October 2018

For the first time I see the blue sky,
For the first time I hear the blackbird sing,
For the first time I smell the scented roses,
For the first time I feel the warm night air.

How could I have been so blind?
How could I have been so deaf?
I have stumbled through life in darkness,
Now you lead me to the light.

No longer will I lie afraid at night,
Afraid of the ghosts of my past.
No longer will I shamefully submit,
To those who have no power over me.

For the first time I live,
For the first time I need,
For the first time I care,
And for the first time I love.

18/10/1989

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When in the rebellion of mens eyes

When in the rebellion of mens eyes

Published by Adrian North on 30 July 2018

When in the rebellion of mens eyes I am alone,
I have a warmth inside that gives me life.
When in the hatred of men’s thoughts I am in danger,
I have no fear for you are with me.
When in the anger of men’s fears I suffer without sound,
I feel no anguish for you strengthen me.
When in the blackness of men’s hearts I stumble blindly,
I worry not for you are there to guide me.
When in the dungeon of men’s dreams I am a captive,
I am in peace for your love frees me.

26/08/1989

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Here I stand

Here I stand

Published by Adrian North on 20 July 2018

Here I stand
As pure as driven mud
Yet in your eyes
Whiter than white
Washed clean by your love
A knight in shining armour
A hero, a champion
And because this is what you believe
That is what I become
At least for a time
If not for an age.
I may fail
But, for you, I pick myself up
And try again
Because you believe
In me

16/07/1990

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But they’re not

But they’re not

Published by Adrian North on 13 July 2018

Yes, there are many people
But they’re not you
And yes, they are beautiful
But they’re not you
They may be good company
But they’re not you
Yes, I have some friends
But they’re not you
And yes, they like having me around
But they’re not you
And they may love me
But they’re not you
Yes, I have my family
But they’re not you
And yes, they too love me
But they’re not you
And I have a father and a mother
But they’re not you
Yes, there are many people in this old world
But they’re not you
And yes, there are many that I’ve not met
But they’re not you
Many that I could get to know
But they’re not you
Only you are
You

04/08/1992

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In the silence

In the silence

Published by Adrian North on 29 June 2018

In the silence I hear your voice,
In the silence I see your face,
In the silence I smell your scent,
And I feel secure.

In the silence I feel your heat,
In the silence I know your love,
In the silence I sense your power,
And I feel secure.

15/05/1990

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A life reborn (Some thoughts at Tushielaw)

A life reborn (Some thoughts at Tushielaw)

Published by Adrian North on 9 March 2018

Eagles cry, eagles haunt
Above moorland
Of grouse
And heather
And life
Myriad sheep trod paths
Lead me deeper
Into this delightful, deceptive freedom
On the edge
Of my existence
Fresh, cold, sharp winds
Buffet me
And roar
Deep gullies
In my soul
Cutting deep
They wound
And cleanse
And drive cobwebs
Long grown
From my being
And once again
I am me
And I am free