"This is my daily work over which any shadow lies like a shell -------this, is my daily work, this, this silence, this contemplation, this time in the hear and now, any shadow lies like a shell, a cover, something keeping me safe maybe I'm growing out of, so its in shadow and not complete cover...------- And even if I'm like leaves and loam wherever I pray or paint It becomes sunday once again and in the valley I'm the voice of a praising jerusalem... ------Leaves changing colors, falling, blowing in the wind, loom color, died, spun of animal, in creation, coming together, pray or paint, the action of connection and creating, it becomes the day of rest, openness, light, sabbath, and all these voices are with me and the praise of god from the beginnings of time, jerusalem....---- I'm the proud city of the lord, and speak of Him in a hundred toungues ----here I have become who I am, I am the center of all dwelling, and my words comprise only praise----- Davids gratitude has resounded within me' I lay in twilights of sounding harps and in breathed the evening star. -----praise of the lord, as david, sings to the chief musician, sounding harps reflected against the twilight, not dark, but in a moments time one floats on gratitude as thye breathe in, and out the evening star.....---- My paths lead to the east- and if long ago the people forsook me They did It so I might grow, and widen my solitudes From one new beginning to the next.... ----hmmm, my path leads towards the son, I lead towards u jesus and into forgiveness for what was forsaken, for In that forgivess, is ur growing love, I find this is solutide and grow from one new beginning to the next, need not plan a future of them, as my path leads only widening, as my eyes are wide open to All the praise, gratitude, change and forgiveness....... -k
Monday, December 2, 2013
My work with Rilke
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