Two poems from Arthur Lenhardt
‘A Path’
Is that a clearing just ahead?
Light’s showing just a bit.
It’s been real thick so far, I know.
This forest isn’t fit
For man or beast to spend much time
Struggling through their day
And looking for just any path,
To guide them on their way.
If you found out, long ago,
A way to make it through
The maze you call the life you live
And all the things you do,
Then, if you can, please share your way
For those of us who need
A little help along the way.
That would be your good deed!
And thank you, in advance, for this,
It means a lot to those
Who haven’t seen the light you saw
To find the path you chose.
‘The Song is Never Really Gone’
It’s been so long, now, since I’ve heard
Your quiet breathing by my side
I have to tell my memory
That it’s all right since, deep inside,
There lives a life I’ll never lose,
With music only I can hear,
Deep harmonies sent from your soul,
And melodies that are so clear.
It’s such a privilege to know
That I, alone, can hear the sound
Of choirs and orchestras from far
Beyond this world to which I’m bound.
You still exist. You make me strong.
The silence of your absence is my song.
