Whispers At Dawn 2.4.16

In a Circle of Love,

Eternity calls,

No place for regrets,

Only joy & blessings;

Past breath,

Love remains,

It’s Golden Heart,

Beats forever,

In 10,000 stories.

I love poetry. Short verses, revealing the beauty and importance of what lives deep in our hearts. In the magic of the darkness, still and rich, just prior to dawn, my heart speaks to me. During the day we see things, hear things, wonder at brilliance and wrestle with the madness of life here on planet Earth. As we sleep, we process these things and our dreams come assisting us in the game of making better stories. As wisdom rises, our hearts speak quietly of powerful simplicities. Grace, love, and truth help us find beauty and healing. If art is anything, for me it is this process, capturing images or perceptions, and presenting them so we can process the greater truth they hold. When we find this place of deep love, time suspends, and truth becomes simply what is. With value or importance stripped away, truth stands waiting for our discovery. Linear, cause-and-effect time changes simply to NOW, the only truth that matters. In the sequential flow that follows, time is simply a record of how we best express the love we hold. There is always an opportunity to write a better verse in the #HealingCommunity.