“Holy Ground” 6×6 in oil on panel, framed
I’ve been under the weather these past couple of days, and I’ve spent my fair share of time looking at a blank canvas and a blank page where once things seemed to materialize so simply. But even though nothing has come swiftly or easily as of late, I’m taking comfort in the knowledge that change is inevitable and can so often be swift.
Take Comfort
How quickly what is empty becomes full–
The yard with birds
The canvas with paint
The page with words
The heart with hope
Hunger
Testifies to food
Silence– the holy ground
Upon which
Music walks