lost in glade of darkness
Remind me to lean to skylight
where a path
unfurls of wheat and yellow corn
When I am caked with dust
drowning in my own quicksand
Remind me to untie my shoes
I have wings
to slice the moon to crescent bows
When I am slipping with despair
walking with leaden knees
Remind me to unmoor my boat
I have hands
to parcel a sea of beginnings
"We invite the viewer to engage with the imagery to discover their own interpretation and to share it with us. It is art as dialogue rather than monologue, a fabric of conversation, in which we invite the viewer to participate. " lemyreart.com
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Beginnings hosted by Mish ~ I selected this particular work by the artist ~ Do check out the other artists with the same theme, New Beginnings when the pub opens at 3pm EST ~
