Dears,
While times like these make words so hard to come by, they compel me to offer hope and inspiration. I don't have a new poem for you, but I'm bringing back Now.
Now: It's all we have, and it holds the world.
Please take care, and keep a smile.
Love to you.
Now
We don’t know why.
We don’t know how.
All we know is what is now.
In now there’s hope, and breath, and life.
In now there’s poise to meet the
strife.
In now resides all that we need
to face the tides ’til storms recede.
A glass half empty’s just as full.
The heart lifts more than sorrow’s
toll.
We don’t know why.
We don’t know how.
All we know
is what is
now.
By me, 2011, and painting by me, 1981
(age 15)
This is beautiful, Robyn. Thank you for sharing it xo
ReplyDeleteYou're welcome and thank you, Martha.
DeleteFirst, your painting is so striking..I love the bold colours and it goes very well with your beautiful poem which is what is needed now. Hope, strength and an embrace meant through love which is what I see everywhere.
ReplyDeleteIt is everywhere, Birgit. The media won't show it to us, but we need to see and share it amongst ourselves.
DeleteVirtual hugs to you.
Beautiful art and poem, Robyn. Just what so many people need right now, I'm sure.
ReplyDeleteI appreciate that, Debra.
DeleteGreat painting indeed. And words to hold onto now and in the many nows to come.
ReplyDeleteYes, the many nows to come. Well said, Pat. Thank you.
Deletethe painting at a young age shows depth of spirit. the poem is haunting. Thanks for sharing this
ReplyDeleteThank you, Joanne. I think my youthful spirit was much more vibrant - not sure my paintings now would look anything like that.
DeleteBe well.
I think you have more to draw from to express in painting....if you let yourself go. No judging, no self-editing. Just my opinion
DeleteBeautiful words, Robyn. A beautiful sunset, too. Do you still paint? If you don't, you should.
ReplyDeleteYou're right, I should. Thank you, Jono. No, I haven't painted in many years. This was oils - I LOVE(d) working with them.
DeleteGreat poem, and I really like the painting, too!
ReplyDeleteVery kind of you.
DeleteBe well, Silver Fox.
Beautiful poem and painting. I love the bright colors in your artwork.
ReplyDeleteThank you kindly, Connie.
DeleteThey're loud colors. I kinda like them too.
Your painting is beautiful! As is the poem. Take care my friend!
ReplyDeleteTake care, JoJo. Thanks so much.
DeleteOnce again you stir my heart and bring a second of peace to my soul.
ReplyDeleteIt's my honor and pleasure, Cal. xo
DeleteVery nice... Although I heard of the shootings, it wasn't until I came back to the states that I heard the details.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Sage. These mass shootings don't happen anywhere else in the world, do I? The last one happened when I was in Greece. The comparison of the US and other countries, even much more impoverished countries, is very disturbing.
DeleteGlad you're home, though.
Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Melissa.
DeleteThat's lovely Robyn. And a very impressive picture. Really vibrant. Beautiful.
ReplyDeletexo