Saturday, May 05, 2012
just beneath the surface
just below the water, emotions, lies something that wants to be revealed.
Like the seed just beneath the surface of the soil, waiting to be born into it's full potential.
Just beneath the skin, a wonderment of what we are made of, in awe of the Mystery.
I quiet the mind, hoping it will be revealed.. waiting ... I know you are there.
I keep removing the clutter, removing the dust, peeking through this film of superficial things, in hopes of speeding up the process.
I sow those seeds of ideas in creative soil, tend to them with grace and honor and truth... and wait to see what will blossom. Only time will reveal what is just beneath the surface.