Thursday, 13 February 2014

White canvas

I welcome the white canvas. 

May the reason why 
we paint on it 
be our humble wisdom, 
our loving inner light. 

May the colours 
that we choose 
be the landscape 
of your truth and mine. 

The future is empty, 
the past is gone. 

But we are still here, 
holding our hearts, imagining 
the many shapes of hope, 
as the first brushstrokes unfold. 

I welcome our blank canvas. 

What its vastness becomes, 
is yet 
to be 

(Originally published in Smith).

Tuesday, 11 February 2014

Quiet and colourful

Lovers and northern lights, by Paul Bloomer

Impossible to lie when the answer lies in my heart. 

Impossible not to scream and cry, 

and beg compassion not to abandon. 

And that is when my love overflows anger and sorrow, 

and expands like a clear sky 

opening to kindness, to the *light* 

until all is quiet 

and colourful. 

(Originally published in Smith).

Monday, 10 February 2014

Haiku for the mist

Mist by Nakazawa Hiromitsu 1907

Through the mist I walk.

The long longed peace embraces me.

We blend. We are one.