In the zone

So grateful for the days 

When art comes easily; 

When the creative spirit flows 

Onto the canvas 

And there are no voices in my head 

To make suggestions

 Or murmur questions; 

To criticize or question 

 Each decision that I make…

Blessings

Wishing you a peaceful, 

Compassionate, and productive day.

The joys of imperfection

When will we learn 

That there is beauty in imperfection; 

That it adds texture to the ordinary, 

Individuality to the commonplace 

And character to the face?

 Seek not to be perfect, 

But to be true to yourself 

And to your unique experience of life.

Spring, returning

Astonishing though it may seem, 

Spring seems to be returning: 

The cherry blossoms bloom, 

Beside the pink house once again,

 And the daffodils are springing up,

 Lifting their golden crowns 

In defiance, though the winter winds 

Still dust our lawns with frost. 

Hearts everywhere are warming, 

And smiles of greeting flourish 

As we emerge from hibernation.

That which binds us

That which binds us to the past

May seem outdated, rusticated, 

Yet despite their age, 

The old truths and admonitions 

 Still hold valid: the Golden Rule, 

The Ten Commandments, 

Our Constitution, 

The disciplines of Lent — 

All carry wisdom we’d be foolish to ignore.

The appeal of fog

I’ve always loved the way that fog 

 Can imbue a simple scene 

With magic and mystery. 

Why is it that a mental fog 

Is so much less appealing?

The majesty of clouds

There’s something so breathtaking 

 About the infinite majesty of clouds. 

It makes my heart soar.