I long
to take all of my
foolish future fears
and useless melancholy
and funnel them up into this
blue raspberry cotton candy sky
float them loose out into this
breeze-stirred sea
and see
where they land, tempered
lake glass tumbled
onto silken sand
brokenness smoothed
into art;
……………open hands
……………………..healing heart.
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Perhaps they are your problems only because you own them – set them free and let God handle them.
Wonderful imagery, as always.
Oh, Buddah…I echo that sentiment…well said…wise.
And a very happy morning to you, too, De!
Gorgeous!
Ahhh… perfect capture! I’d like to do that too!
loved ‘blue raspberry cotton candy sky” – way to go!
“where they land, tempered
lake glass tumbled
onto silken sand
brokenness smoothed
into art;”
Art indeed, my friend, it can all be beautiful if we give it to His hands…love what you’ve done here.
mmm “silken sand…” sigh…
I thought I commented on this. But maybe not. These are my favorites:
“and funnel them up into this
blue raspberry cotton candy sky”
“tempered
lake glass tumbled
onto silken sand
brokenness smoothed”
Please take mine, too. I want to see what will happen. What a wonderful thought, “smoothed into art.” That would be nice.