...morning meditation...
a poet is someone
who can pour light into a cup
then raise it to nourish
your beautiful parched, holy mouth
from "A Year With Hafiz" Daniel Ladinsky
when i opened the box to store my cards
there was a heart
forever and ever
connecting me to the one who came before
and opened my eyes with
a paintbrush
6 comments:
Thank you for your serene poetic words on this cold winter's morn. Blessings, Mary Helen Fernandez Stewart
It makes me smile to read such words. Thank you.
Wonderful, looking forward to our daily meetings with my very talented sister, MJ
love the textures on the left, right and bottom of your collage.
Rinda
So pretty, Jean! I love that book, too.
Hugs,
Suz
Such beautiful words
Thank you
Hugs
SueAnn
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