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it rained the most beautifully yesterday
just as it almost rang true that 'it doesn't rain when u want it to'
Grace, i say
standing on the hill watching the sky break a smile
God relenting, speaking to my heart
resounding yes
there is such a journey ahead
but i'll walk it in my-sized steps
remembrance
that little is much with God in it
sordid are we but He is our rain
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| Today I had some fun admiring a dragonfruit. It was one of the fruits that made me smile in Thailand. And how could you not be amused when eating a fruit that poses as a frightening creature, but is simply filled with soft white fruit and polka-dot seeds? Seriously, though, fruits rock my world. does that make me a vegetable of a person?
I've been full of admiration lately. For the wisdom i catch in a stranger's words, the quick wits of a friend i've known for years (but am still always "getting to know" in a strange way)...for the determination of my parents...sometimes i'm just, so, impressed and for a time i just personify it for a moment. if this state was a shade, it might be pink with little green spurs...like a dragonfruit's skin. but I sense i should move forward past this motionless coloring.
moving forward has been a theme. i like finding themes...it's more fun for me than painting landscapes. i think i relish it the same way a painter would. still life or impressionism?
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| Hello world...
this is a new foray for me, an attempt to surface on the sea of the 'net...
fun, but so far feels like writing in a journal like doogie howser or something
i've read other people's blogs and have been amused, enlightened and moved...or at the least entertained...
spent some time tonite reading about an artiste who i know and don't
know. quite mysterious. feels a little voyeuristic to read about
people's lives but hey, it's posted and i do think i'm the better for
having had this glimpse...
i hope y'all can say the same from reading this journ-e of mine
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