was a message straight from you.
she looked at me and in
that moment I knew that you
saw me cloaked in my black
uniform. a no name face but
you chose to wrap me in
the beauty of her sapphire wings.
in the dull palette of November
she is delight. the deep saturation
of her feathers, the lines of
her wings
was you calling me, saying that
even if I had no songs
you would love me--forever.
on the lonely roads and in
those sorrowful rooms you would hold
me. and at the peak of
that daydream mountain you would
hold me still. who am I
that you should care for me?
yet you do. and learning this
of you makes my soul feel
like gold.
...
This week has found me entirely grateful to be studying where I am. I am being challenged daily to expand my knowledge and skills. I am learning and seeing results. I feel at home. My mind feels happy. My soul feels happy. The intrinsic rewards of personal study are compelling me to continue on. I have been listening and finally know that I am being lead in the right direction.
Hope you come along with me,
E.
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