We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
How oft we have to meet the test of writing for a score! But days of freedom are the best for helping write the more. The writing scores do stretch us past the place we're stuck in mind To help our pen from first to last to see and not be blind. Yet, days of writing for the score can drain our very strength, We wake to write and hearts implore, yet sink inside at length. However, when we write in peace without a care on Earth, The words do flow and find release, restored in their new birth. Why do we humans strive so hard to labor ev'ry day? Is there no wisdom with the bard to rest at ease obey? Our bodies know the wisdom here for when they lift great weight The need of resting's seen quite clear to make our muscles great! Anon we haste to painter's realm to view the master's touch, With French Monet at brush's helm, we learn so very much. Monet can paint as painter can, applying ev'ry stroke, When paint's applied to fullest plan, the next lone mark's a joke. The wisest mind in master's seen, that art can take a rest For pristine words and color clean do make the craft full blessed. What makes pristine the words we write? Is this not quickly known? The rested mind can see the Light with rested muscles grown. by Jay O'Toole on January 31st, 2017 |