One Chair
God of This New Day 1. I've gone out into the darkness 2. to listen to the silence 3.of this night. 4. I hear the wind rustling through leaves
God of This New Day 1. I've gone out into the darkness 2. to listen to the silence 3.of this night. 4. I hear the wind rustling through leaves
For all of us who sleep in tangled and hard places For the ones whose ears are open in the deepest of darkness, listening as poetry stirs
I want to stand in your day Awake. Serenaded with your song. Abloom I open
Let it in
this new day
strung together with yesterdays.
Yesterday you'd barely begun
today.
Who am I
to say hush
when everything is teeming
blooming
in full force.
Hush,
draw near and listen.
Go in
where it helps to be quiet
and kind.
You are ordered like the stars
whose light began traveling long ago
just to reach you
on this night.
Amanda Judd is a mixed media artist who delights in combining words, images and sound. Fascinated by creative process, she allows each mark to lead her somewhere and reveal meaning. The way water shapes rocks and wind leaves evidence of...