Sister Sarah weaves the world
on her own loom...
she shades in no compromise.
She is blinded by truth.
Blisters are rubbed onto her soul
as if by shoes too tight to leave
a breath of reasonable freedom.
Her gentle goodness shines
through the stain of her
exceptional abilities.
Sister Sarah smiles and the world
becomes a complex kaleidoscopic whirl.
Sister Sarah is a reward...
a tipping of the scales of justice.
life does that huh ..brilliant description and photo!
Read you say you dont write about yourself as its bragging an Im sharing a saying that fell through my pen ....I share lots;
'people tell me i brag too much....well the female artists that didn't have anonymous as their name...judy joy jones c jj 2008'
but each soul has their own unique artistic path and I was critically guided to get my work out .....yet I totally respect your geniune humbleness..its been hard doing self promotion as i was taught not
too !! but again Ive had several main guides purshing me in a different way..
keep sharing gods words thru your beautiful pen