you may see just a lump of coal but I shine bright on the inside
like those found in killing fields I'll one day be smuggled out and into the hands of a man that will hold me in high regard this diamond doesn't mind being cultivated I am a thing of great beauty and promise if you know how to judge quality you know that there is more to me than just the lump of coal that hovers about my being
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
Each person is but a grain of sand resting beside the sea. This thought sets the tone for Jill Eisnaugle’s latest poetry collection, Beside Still Waters.
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