A Beautiful Mess

messy

No stretch of the imagination
more of a conscious restraint
this palette
this canvas
this easel
upon which
heart and mind paint

Sometimes…
it’s like a psalm of David
accompanied by lute
sometimes…
an accordion
lazily slinking
down an endless stairway

At times clashing
melodious
staccato
cacophony

* “a beautiful mess” *

reflections
introspections
inverted
redirected
projected

Rising to the surface
of a swift stream
grasping what is needed
to be worked out
or worked on
set on a work table

Allowing the remainder
to pass by
or sink
thoughts don’t go away
only recycle
same questions
posed in different ways

Not all pleasantries
not all intentional…
those vaguaries

Just musings
shooting stars whizzing by
a mind’s eye
majestic wild horses
with flowing manes
thundering across a big country’s
mental planes

Even if it were possible
to capture it
what then?

A work in progress
fail or succeed
in thoughts
works
deeds
comforted in the knowledge of
being held in existence

By a God
who loves
writes
is eternally Faithful
through inspiration
constantly publishing
Doesn’t require Royalties
Is sovereign
New Works
Freely Given

Always on the bestseller’s list

Divine Author of
The Greatest Story
Ever Told
Glory be to God

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