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.
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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.
made color in his stroke...
this brought tears.
a very tender, very beautiful poem. thank you so much for linking, friend. xo
"palms up turned"
I love this image I get in mind mind when I think of this.
Seeker of clay, Breather of this life
Wow, I have no idea what that means but I love it anyway!
lovely words.
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