Your Palette Awaits … by Sean M Kelly

by inspire on February 5, 2013

fdp-paletteClear is the water
from which we came
Crystal clear and sparkling
for the life beyond the rain …
But the water’s now muddied
battered and bruised
From the embittered thoughts and woes
Singing those 12 bar blues …

The white wolf howls
echoing calls of faith from the past
but darkness clouds its distant sound
For our heart it is broken and quite bowed.

There is no way to go forward
that is predicted by the past
unless we imprison ourselves
in some historical maze
like a statue in iron cast.

Each day we wait to jump
beyond the clouds and fly
with spontaneous joy
giving it all, alive
and zooming by!

With UNCERTAINTY
we journey to lands undiscovered
and expand our heart and mind
to the continuous and glorious new
to galaxies and universe’s
of the mysterious and limitless kind …

Wait no more I cry to thee …
The painters palette waits
it’s magical colours and brushes
For your glorious masterpiece

Let it be now, oh please God let it be now
It’s time to stand and wonder
around you
Like the wise and majestic
Old Oak Tree …
Be Still and
from your Heart you will create …

by Sean M Kelly 4th February 2013

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Marianne February 5, 2013 at 4:58 pm

Beautiful poem!

inspire February 5, 2013 at 6:02 pm

Hi Marianne,

Thanks for that, much appreciated!

Carpe Diem!
Sean

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