Safe Harbor

Could it be the very structure of this world?
Be the cause of all the treasured dreams I've seen
Into the sultry sea we sail, enticed by the winds which swirl
Navigating into the abyss standing fast on this brigantine

Watching the distant releasing a welcome sunrise
Dispersing the darkness bringing the light the embodiment of such glee
Much joy the salty spray does make, across the painted skies
Riding memories emerged in currents, we trek towards the lee

Voyaging to a goal I hope to make, a safe harbor for our souls
Remembering my fellow shipmates the one I lost at sea
There faces linger tears still fall, from the shadows unmerciful cold
Thank the Lord there's just a few, these men of honoree

With the knowledge as Captain I was never overwhelmed
In guiding ship and crew from this vast domain safely back to poet
Tough decisions are often made by the one who mans the helm
As the harbor breaks this magical spell, to God and crewmates, I'll pay court

Sailing into St. John's Bay brings comfort to our souls
For we bested the majestic sea avoiding the dangerous shoals
Completing another voyage arriving with ship and crew intact
Resting we'll renew ourselves, in wait of a new course to track

Written by: Roland R. Ruiz
September 05, 2009

Autumn Breeze

I hear the autumn breeze approaching

Ridding us of the heat the cause of much commotion

As summer gusts begin to fade

We've set a Texas record even in the shade

A fact many Texans will hate to hear, or come to love

Totaling fifty-nine days of 100 degrees and above

Just enough to shake ones head a test of true validity

Upon a state known for its southern hospitality

Not to mention the lack of moisture another record of shame

The dryness of this year makes El Niño take the blame

But as I've said before brighter days lie ahead

Those of us who share this land our fears will soon be shed

When autumn brings cooler air hopefully with rain

Changing the texture of the ground releasing us from our pain

That's what we're in need of now

To forget this season make it bow

For those of us born and raised in this Lone Star state

This season will truly be remembered etched into our fate

Weather like this plagues us ever so once in awhile

To this wide-eyed country boy, it's been one hell of a trial

Written by: Roland R. Ruiz

September 15, 2009

Wretched Soul

I'll share with you a secret I've come to learn with life
There is only roughness on the lanes of petty strife
Filled with curbs, with many obstacles obstructing our point of view
As we run this ragged gauntlet, like members of a ghastly crew

Who sail towards a destiny at times without a heart?
Seeking ways to break the cycle aboard a ship without a chart
To save what is so precious but the touch we feel is cold
Thinking how much the cost will be we sell our wretched soul

I know I am a sinner, I shall live a brief existence
For life can be long in living, and as short as an instant
So take a moment to reflect on what you have become
Decide just what is needed to change the total sum

If you feel there's more to living on the other side of death
Feel free to accept the one who died for in the whisper of his breath
Lies the smoothness on a road, with seamless curbs paved with gold
Leading to lasting majesty filled with the love he warmly holds

Written by: Roland R. Ruiz
August 23, 2009

Brighter Days

There is a calling that thrives within my tortured soul
It wakes me to imaginary dreams on an ocean so far away
Aboard a ship beneath the mast, enveloped by the cold
I strain to hear amid the fog the sounds of a distant buoy

A remembrance of forgotten times which lie beyond the realm
Of waves surreal fearlessly dancing between the cresting swells
Astounded I ride upon this painted sea, with hands around the helm
Praying the glittering sunlight will not wake me from this spell

There is a hope within ones heart
For brighter days to come
To change the gloom which fills the cart?
In the march to a beating drum

But now the bygone days have passed
I'll accept what falls my way
Waiting for the sun to set, hoping the nighttime last
Just long enough to take me back to where I have a say

So I'll reminisce of the past as I close my eyes to sleep
Where a ragging sea within a gale rejoices me no end
Though the years have passed me by I still have tales I'll share and keep
For I'm the master who steers this ship, towards the howling wind

Written by: Roland R. Ruiz
August 18, 2009