I'm back home in a frenzy
feeling like Dorothy
having clicked my heels together
and to my surprise arrived back home
out of a land so beautiful
and as familiar as my heart.
It's like the past five weeks have been a blink
a page flipped by wind,
only the wind was created by waves and swarms of golden dragonflies
who carried in their carapace the colours of our God's love for us.
Pages and pages of children's faces
and places
made sacred by the fact that we walk into them carrying the dwelling of God.
yet still having the abilitiy to profane them if we choose.
It is a wonderful, overlovely gift, our freedom in this life.
And I'm in love with it again.
As the sun grits it's way throught he dirty glass of my studio
and warms my bare back and arm
It is good to be back home.
If only for a short time.
Less than one week then canoeing!
2 comments:
Jeff,
You never cease to amaze me with your unbelievable talents for writing and photography among so much more! I am seriously taken everytime I come to your blog and see the activities you have been undertaking and more often then not am left with a simple "WOW!" when I am finished my perusal of your sight. Thank you for sharing this part of your life with us.
Dust
Jeffrey:
wordsmith.
silver-tipped fingers
dancing on keys,
sharing wonder-filled photos
and dream-like rumination.
Loved lover of God and all.
your proud sister
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