Current Photo Friday theme: Horizon
It’s raining in Houston, and I’m not inclined to go out horizon seeking in any case. Plus my photo archives are on dead computers; we’ll just move on from that info.
I went through my large collection of coloring books trying to find something that reflected the theme of “horizon.” Nothing really. I turned to my pal Google and tried different search words with “horizon” and “coloring books.” And then I hit on this page of the Wander on Words site.
OH, HOW I LOVE SERENDIPTY. First of all, the founder is Colleen Wilcox, and I’m two chapters away from introducing a new character in my work-in-progress named Colleen. Second, ART AND WORDS. Remember when I once created a series of paintings called One Word Art? It doesn’t matter if you don’t.
Google probably landed me here because of a quote from Colleen in response to COVID-19: There are wonderful things on the horizon. The good is coming. This fear and uncertainty is not forever.
The page pictured above, which I downloaded from the site and colored, uses words from one of my favorite poets, e.e. cummings, from his poem “i am a little church.”
i am a little church(no great cathedral)
far from the splendor and squalor of hurrying cities
–i do not worry if briefer days grow briefest
i am not sorry when sun and rain make april
my life is the life of the reaper and the sower;
my prayers are prayers of earth’s own clumsily striving
(finding and losing and laughing and crying)children
whose any sadness or joy is my grief or my gladness
around me surges a miracle of unceasing
birth and glory and death and resurrection:
over my sleeping self float flaming symbols
of hope, and i wake to a perfect patience of mountains
i am a little church(far from the frantic
world with its rapture and anguish) at peace with nature
-i do not worry if longer nights grow longest;
i am not sorry when silence becomes singing
winter by spring,i lift my diminutive spire to
merciful Him Whose only now is forever:
standing erect in the deathless truth of His presence
(welcoming humbly His light and proudly His darkness)
I would love to teach this poem.
I can’t wait to explore the etsy shop more and pick up gifts for friends.