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Shades of Night



My temptation is to hide away in the looming shadow that reaches out to overwhelm me, to bathe in darkened whispers and to wallow in creeping adversity. I cannot escape the longing to take a taste of the poison, a deadly hemlock, the shade of night that seeks to silence me. Death enticingly calls me by name, offering me an escape, providing me with the excuse I need to obediently retreat and to quietly hide away.
Yet, in my soul there is life still to be lived, a song still to be sung and a canvas to be painted; until my very last breath there is another way.
Do I wait for healing to fall before I return to the fight and to be true, or do I in unmatched colour give what only I can give and stand where only I can stand?
For only then can healing truly flow, as I rejoin the battle and take my place with the thousands who have gone before; every broken breath a wonder, the very heartbeat

Life, life, life

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Days are Short



Now is not the time to list a record of wrongs or to be reminded of the ‘wasted’ years of broken promises. Days are short, do not strive by pressing others into tight concealed spaces, cashing in on debts owed against you but, be generous and loving in all your ways. Forgive and then forgive again releasing others from the chains that bind them. Time is short, open doors for others to enter, build that others might live, create spaces where others can laugh and heal. For as generosity overflows you will experience the wind of the spirit flowing, creating, embracing

Life, life, life
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Emotion in Colour

Emotion Colours
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Kaleidoscope of life

Kaleidoscope of life
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Stillness


It has no right to be here, like an intruder stillness invades my soul.
To say it overwhelms me would suggest some external calm envelopes me, however the truth is the stillness rises from within, as if tapping in to an ancient well, foundations sunk over many generations.
How the rain falls and the wind blows, ferociously all around me. Yet, in the moment of greatest contention, a stillness rises, my heart beating in communion with my maker.

Life, life, life