Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Ottawa Workshop - Piece # 1

- by Cameron MacInnes
A wide expanse of cloudless sky, the only boundary the horizon,
And no forms save the orb of the sun and the shadowed moon.
The ever flowing breezes bring ephemeral sounds and scents from near and far.
The complex dance of leaves casts showers of light and shadow on the earth,
Vibrant ever changing patterns birthing endless imaginations.
And then I cross the threshold to enter within.
The door is shut.
What remains is memory, a reflection, my soul the mirror,
For this chapter of the story God is reading us.
What is absent in my thoughts, more revealing than what is present.

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