@Copyrighted Photo, 2010. All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.
"Angel Descending the steps of Heaven"
"Angel Descending the steps of Heaven"
"Take My Hand and Walk With Me Awhile"
I stand here before you, empty of hand.
Alas, I have nothing tangible to offer.
No past that I can rightly cling to as being my own.
No future to hold onto, nor reason for my being,
Save this here ... this now ... this thought
And a simple wish:
That peace of body, mind and spirit be intertwined
In the momentary making of this knowing that is me.
Ever changing, never fixed, I wonder as I wander
Through this journey, we call "life",
Waiting to be woven into the transitory purpose at hand.
Clear of mind, free of spirit, pure of heart,
I strive only to see the beauty that abounds.
I am an empty vessel waiting to be filled.
Take my hand and walk with me awhile ...
@Copyrighted Poem, 2010. All Rights Reserved: Isabelle Black Smith.
... And I finally understand now, almost a full year later, why this statue has only one hand ....
