Life So Real ~ Poetry: colorful

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

colorful

awakening
to life
unveiled
transformed

not black
or white
not any shade
or depth of gray
nor blindly existing
in absence of light

rather

inclusive
streams of
full spectrum
swirling, dancing
rainbows
dynamic and
vibrant

appearing occasionally
in the rain
watering the flowers
reflections on
street signs
refraction through
windshields
bursting around
nightly headlights

and within

sparkling eyes

always as
reminders
of life
so colorful

the journey of poetry

"...a spiritual journey is a lot like a poem. You don't merely recite a poem or analyze it intellectually. You dance it, sing it, cry it, feel it on your skin and in your bones. You move with it and feel its caress. It falls on you like a teardrop or wraps around you like a smile. It lives in the heart and the body as well as the spirit and the head."

Sue Monk Kidd
When the Heart Waits

the journey of words...

sometimes they come as a gift; the words flowing into my mind at odd moments and i'm forced to repeat them over and over until i can quickly write them down on scraps of paper. it's like they're so excited to be discovered that they write themselves and i am just the vessel through which they become manifest...

and other times it's like a game of hide and seek. they give me a clue, an idea, but the harder i try to find them, the more they elude me. they want to be found, but they enjoy the game. and so i wait patiently, catching glimpses of them here and there. Until one day, maybe weeks or months later, they are comfortable enough to come out of hiding, finding the perfect moment to create themselves...