Calls to the soul at waters edge ,
she welcomes what we are beyond our present knowing .
Calls to what we know as wildness is freedom in the space of grace .
Calm and reflective waters flow and all the while wild winds blow .
And in this moment of aloneness is the timeless connection to all life .
Calls from the heart, songs in the soul and hymns from the sea are in harmony .
And in every breath carried to the stars are dreams of love for evermore .
The roaring dragon breathes life into the sleeping darkness . Startling the calm . Startling the love . And startling the hopefulness .
The roaring dragon breathes fire into storms of embers . Suddenly they are spreading and blowing every which way . Fire spreading , fear rising up like a volcano erupting .
The hearts and souls of warriors that live for a better way , for illumination in the dark , gather their resolve to free the world of the roaring dragon .
The destruction caused is filled with trickery and many pledge allegiance to the fire of the dragon .
The fires from this dragon will be cast out and be forever altered by a mighty ocean wave . And as the moon and the stars give power to the ocean so too will the warriors give light to the darkness and begin to heal the fears .
It lends itself your fears .
Deeper still a light shines through and forgives the tears .
Yearning to know compassion ,
learning to know …
Is this freedom ?
When the Spirit is Free
She hides in plain view and … can be heard singing in your ear .
A melody or a chant rising from within and turning into a declaration of life .
She looks above and over the lines that have been drawn
and sees a clear flight .
She will pound inside your heart only when the cause is not right .
And tenderly caress your spirit’s wings into peace
and into the night .
‘Walking Across the Water ‘ acrylic 18×24″
In the gentle thoughts curiosity grows .
Leading the charge and opening the doors ,
My curiosity grows .
Look here , now there . expanding this life .
Contemplation and creation
Into Art I go .
‘Curious’
I must remember to awaken my heart
when the cold waves of fear pass over the light .
And in the stillness …
I must remember to awaken my heart .
when the blindness of others brings harm
not delight .
I must remember to awaken my heart
so I may listen
to know your anger and offer my hand .
So you may know forgiveness
And how it can live in sadness .
I must remember to awaken my heart
because therein are the wings .
The wings are in our hearts
and they yearn to be free .
‘Release’ soft chalk pastels 2012
#11
The layering reflecting the richness
in the
Brillance of my heart .
The places that have been cleared away
and are
revealing the tender bits and pieces
illuminating
and then
shattering the light into
a kaleidoscope .
Free from any fear
because it’s love that you see
and it’s for eternity .
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