You may tell yourself nice things
like: it's really not that bad,
grin and bear it.
You may tell yourself:
I'm fine.
Happiness is an inside job
and the sun will come up tomorrow.
And it's true.
The sun will rise
on mountains that share in her beauty.
Trees will keep in their cycles
of growth as they should.
Birds will fly, and sing.
Laughter is healing.
And it could be a lot worse.
When you rearrange
what life has dealt you with,
you create for yourself
a masterpiece of
abstract art.
And you don't have to explain anymore
or justify responses.
It is good to express the goodness
that has been kept for so long
on the inside of
unique and wonderful you.
Jenneth Graser
Artist - Francoise Nielly
Showing posts with label uniqueness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label uniqueness. Show all posts
Thursday, November 3, 2016
Masterpiece
Labels:
creativity,
expression,
healing,
poetry,
self worth,
uniqueness
I am married to my wonderful husband Karl and have three lovely girls. I am a Homeschool Mom, author and explorer of contemplation, prayer, poetry, going deeper and higher in the love of God, devotional music, piano playing, and creative expression. I am a pilgrim on this earth!
Saturday, October 8, 2016
Tell the Story
Ideas neatly arranged
in the minds of scholars.
Flowers co-ordinated in rows.
Mathematical problems proved,
solved.
Analyse your behaviour:
follow the rules.
The wheels have for too long
been turning to the tune
of inherited songs.
Sometimes it is better to let
everything fall down on its knees,
before you re-arrange the pictures
on the wall.
When all you know to be true
turns on its head in a muddle,
you will feel held in your great mess.
There is a crumbling of layers,
a shedding of skin,
a moulting to reveal the secrets
you have held back.
Only when your plans are snatched
out of your grasp
will the radiant secrets come to light,
as you surrender control of every part.
It is time to bring the guitar
out of hiding and strum
your own chords.
Feel the fire in you rise uninhibited,
burn all strife and tell the story
that has been waiting all your life
to be told.
Jenneth Graser
#write31days
Day 8 Prompt - muddle
in the minds of scholars.
Flowers co-ordinated in rows.
Mathematical problems proved,
solved.
Analyse your behaviour:
follow the rules.
The wheels have for too long
been turning to the tune
of inherited songs.
Sometimes it is better to let
everything fall down on its knees,
before you re-arrange the pictures
on the wall.
When all you know to be true
turns on its head in a muddle,
you will feel held in your great mess.
There is a crumbling of layers,
a shedding of skin,
a moulting to reveal the secrets
you have held back.
Only when your plans are snatched
out of your grasp
will the radiant secrets come to light,
as you surrender control of every part.
It is time to bring the guitar
out of hiding and strum
your own chords.
Feel the fire in you rise uninhibited,
burn all strife and tell the story
that has been waiting all your life
to be told.
Jenneth Graser
#write31days
Day 8 Prompt - muddle
Artist - Joseph DeCamp
Listen to: Out of Hiding Father's Song by Steffany Gretzinger and Amanda Cook
Labels:
#write31days,
muddle,
poetry,
self love,
self worth,
story,
uniqueness
I am married to my wonderful husband Karl and have three lovely girls. I am a Homeschool Mom, author and explorer of contemplation, prayer, poetry, going deeper and higher in the love of God, devotional music, piano playing, and creative expression. I am a pilgrim on this earth!
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