Thursday, October 14, 2010

unfurl

remaining
means to let go:

palms upturned,
work-fingers quieted,

and be caught up in His wild, loving embrace
made colour in His stroke
and beautiful as He blows through ash and soot,
Seeker of clay, Breather of this life

to unfurl, for All -
into All
He is.

5 comments:

alittlebitograce said...

remaining
means to let go:

palms upturned,
work-fingers quieted,

this is where i struggle. i wonder what will happen next, if anything good will come of letting go. your poem speaks to me, encourages me to let go, to rest when i really don't want. thank you.

emily wierenga said...

made color in his stroke...

this brought tears.

a very tender, very beautiful poem. thank you so much for linking, friend. xo

life or something like it said...

"palms up turned"
I love this image I get in mind mind when I think of this.

Kati patrianoceu said...

Seeker of clay, Breather of this life

Wow, I have no idea what that means but I love it anyway!

Jingle said...

lovely words.