As Creativity and Beauty Flee

As Creativity and Beauty Flee With every sense alerted — keen, We’ll take turns to champion The Watch… To discover where Creativity and Beauty Flee — when necessary — For shelter from poor intentions or injury, To be shielded and camouflaged — hidden. We’ll discern clues to follow their flights — Like hints seen in patterns of wing-prints left across the sky… By looking closely — Listening…We’ll scan Seas and mountainsides — where owls hoot, scaring frogs to dive away from danger into rippling waters… As we wait to catch sight of the places Where Creativity and Beauty disappear, We languish, needing their inspiration near. We filled the winds calling out chapters of book of Genesis verses, But nothing stirring returned. We tired in our waiting as All of life came to feel inert, Except for Time, which kept melting Empty hours into lost days. Blessedly, we did catch onto Dreams again While nodding off often During our watching…And with them, visions Rose anew with eager energy and passion To write, teach, compose, paint, parent, And reverently love What we have and know That neither evades nor flees ~ While Creativity and Beauty still tower Where they always have been: Awaiting us within The hush and hold of Divine Grace… ————————————————————————— art & poetry (c) sally young eslinger 10/23-29/2023 Thanks be to God—