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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…
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art & poetry (c) sally young eslinger 10/23-29/2023
Thanks be to God—
Copyright ©
Sally Eslinger
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