a few quiet days lately
(between spurts of high-energy
spring cleaning projects in january
such as pantry reorganizing, fridge cleaning,
closet sorting, purging and donating,
and basement painting )
to breathe
to be alone
to be still enough
to recognize the yearnings
of my heart
and willfully choose
to let my days
be shaped by them
and so...long walks in the woods
luxuriously long soaks in the bath
immersed in favourite words
peaceful hours of creating....
a journal cover
a few pages of random thoughts
plastered in mixed media
unmeasured moments
of thought and
contemplation and prayer
sitting in my dreamy bedroom
letting my eyes be washed
by the soft light of these grey winter skies
i am seeing clearer
and what do I have to show
for this solitude
but a
few pretty pages
for
the fullness of my heart
can neither be measured
words and images © copyright Melody Armstrong 2016
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