I am the Creator
and the created,
the Inventor
and the invented,
the Artist
and the painting.
All that I see and don't see,
hear and don't hear,
touch and don't touch,
smell and don't smell,
taste and don't taste
I am...
I am the eternal energy
of everything.
I am the darkness in the night sky
and all the stars between,
I am the smallest speck of sand
and the tallest mountain,
the tiniest ant and
the biggest whale in the sea.
I am the dew drops
on the silky threads
of the spider's web
and the poison in the snake's fangs,
I am the glorious colours of the sunset sky,
and the autumn mist that lingers
over morning fields.
I am the clouds in the sky
and the song of the geese flying by,
I am every blade of grass and every leaf,
I am the heat of the sun
and the cold of the snow,
I am the softness of the flower's petals
and the roughness of the granite rock,
I am the touch of the breeze on my cheek
and the splash of rain on my face.
I am the crunch of the apple
and the sweet tang of the orange,
I am the soft flesh of the melon
and the knobbled skin of the avocado,
I am the pungent smell of spices
and the delicate scent of rose,
I am the pestle and the mortar
and the gurgling coffee machine.
I am the rubber and
the paper clip on my desk,
I am the book in my hand
and the paper in my file,
I am the tea bag in my mug
and the toothpaste on my brush,
I am the T.V. in the lounge
and the carpet on the floor.
I am the crying child running down the street
and the mother pushing laden pram,
I am the tramp lying on the bench
and the business man walking with frantic step,
I am the teenager clamped to mobile
and the old man with awkward limp,
I am my obnoxious boss
and my droning colleague,
I am the repairman
and my best friend.
I am the producer,
script writer,
director,
coordinating all the movements,
writing all the dialogue,
devising all the actions,
deciding on the characters,
inventing all the extras -
this is my
magnificent,
amazing,
perfect,
creation.
This is...
MY LIFE.
Copyright © Helena Harper 2008
For finding: that myself I have reborn
But not seen, is forever to persist
To gather around the seasons of space with the everlastingness of event
With the layered energy as it is made of things.
Into the logical fiber of the tribute: a thought arises
And stays on course, slowly progressing, not done.
By fear: the fear that’s been since forever,
In the same space the inseparable normal good
Being passed through mankind
Came accessible to me: I fade into remoteness
God be with you!
Regis
Edwin
enjoyed...
art Sun...
Be always safe,
Karen