I have been enjoying a class with the inspiring Misty Mawn. I love the way Misty challenges us to think beyond what we have done in the past.
Each day is devoted to a different expression of a subject. Tuesdays are for creative writing. I have begun writing again! Last week we explored nature in art. We were told to write down everything surrounding us at a particular moment, then make a poem from it. I was enjoying a new CD of Indian flute music and this is the poem that came from that.
In a natural cathedral
an Indian flute sings.
Its clear notes pierce through
walls of green leaves.
A woman sits, long braids flowing,
breathing her life into the reed.
Listen to the call to worship.
Join the choir of sparrows,
squirrels, crickets.
Sing the song of peace.
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