it's a perfect poem, vesna! the feeling of the boy at play is an amazing comparison...beautiful language!
thank you Zoe:) I am so grateful for your support:)
Why do you stay up so late?by Don PatersonI’ll tell you, if you really want to know:remember that day you lost two years agoat the rockpool where you sat and played the jeweler with all those stones you’d stolen from the shore?Most of them went dark and nothing more,but sometimes one would blink the secret color it had locked up somewhere in its stony sleep. This is how you knew the ones to keep.So I collect the dull things of the dayin which I see some possibility but which are dead and which have the surpriseI don’t know, and I’ve no pool to help me tell— so I look at them and look at them untilone thing makes a mirror in my eyesthen I paint it with the tear to make it bright.This is why I sit up through the night.
beautiful poem, jean!vesna, the video is perfect!! what a great addition...
Really nice, amazing to think about God, as a kid painting playing and shaking the world to erase and start again.Great Veki, you made me think indeed :)
I really love that poem JF, it touches my heart:"then I paint it with the tear to make it bright." Thank you so much.Thank you again my Zoe and Migue, I love how you undertsnad me:)
And sometimeshe erases things and shakes the Worldand makes us all afraid.Vesna, I love how this links to Painting the Roses Red because we can lose that fear when we think of how God is in all of us...and the Inner Child can paint . . . . Beautiful! You are soooo talented!
Thank you Kitty, your comment is very inspiring and flattering for me. You lifted my spirits today:)
Beautiful poetry, dear Vesna! The analogy drawn between God and a playful child is an amazing advice to free our own inner child, our divine true self! Being like children -playful and passionate - I think that's the key to make truly desirable things happen!;)Thanks for Alice, my fav!:)
Oh Zara, such a nice comment, thank YOU:)
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