when prayer is not enough
hammer beats, sickles reap
the spring beyond the horizon
Inspired by Adolph
saint
09 December
in the dream I opened
the wooden crate
there was a thrush inside, standing on straw
she blinked, shuffled her wings
and flew into the distance
where an eagle soared
Inspired by Juan
08 December
roses carnations
all the reds in the snow
flowers for the future
flowers for the now
inspired by Mary
07 December
trumpets rouse the troops
waiting green grass turning red
harps sing soothing souls
inspired by Ambrose
06 December
hidden charity
patient generosity
with time the birds shall sing again
inspired by Nicholas
05 December
trees grow together
such power in a forest
but one can stand alone
inspired by Sabas
04 December
We paint over the faces of our forebears
when their time has been.
Blank wall canvases in the church or beyond the industrial walls
tempt further figures from minds to fingers to eyes.
Do we need to remember so as not to repeat?
I paint to forget.
Inspired by John
03 December
ideas are said to widen minds
winding rivers ever closer to the sea
seething foam now calmed
and, on the shore, unharmed where salt meets sweet,
an unopened bottle of mountain air
Inspired by Francis
02 December
my hands are not skilled in music
my hands are not skilled in prayer
but I have my voice
my voice my words
inspired by Rafał
01 December
the castle walls are covered in sand
all the bones have disappeared
the grass is always greener
inspired by Charles
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