Saturday, April 1, 2017

When Someone Deeply Listens

When someone deeply listens to you
it is like holding out a dented cup
you’ve had since childhood
and watching it fill up with
cold, fresh water.
When it balances on top of the brim,
you are understood.
When it overflows and touches your skin,
you are loved.
When someone deeply listens to you
the room where you stay
starts a new life
and the place where you wrote
your first poem
begins to glow in your mind’s eye.
It is as if gold has been discovered!
When someone deeply listens to you
your barefeet are on the earth
and a beloved land that seemed distant
is now at home within you.

- John Fox -

Artist: Maureen L White, www.urbanpasturesart.com

Friday, March 31, 2017

Want the Change

Want the change.  Be inspired by the flame
where everything shines as it disappears.
The artist, when sketching, loves nothing so much
as the curve of the body as it turns away.

What locks itself in sameness has congealed.
Is it safer to be gray and numb?
What turns hard becomes rigid
and is easily shattered.

Pour yourself out like a fountain.
Flow into the knowledge that what you are seeking
finishes often at the start, and, with ending, begins.

Every happiness is the child of a separation
it did not think it could survive.  And Daphne, becoming
       a laurel,
dares you to become the wind.

- Rainer Maria Rilke -

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Sit and Be Still

Sit and be still
until in the time
of no rain you hear
beneath the dry wind’s
commotion in the trees
the sound of flowing
water among the rocks,
a stream unheard before,
and you are where
breathing is prayer.

- Wendell Berry -
Artist: Maureen L White, www.urbanpasturesart.com

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

With Passion

With
passion pray. With
passion work. With passion make love.
With passion eat and drink and dance and play.
Why look like a dead fish
in this ocean of God?

- Rumi - 
Artist: Maureen L White, www.urbanpasturesart.com

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Exquisite Freedom

We, unaccustomed to courage
exiles from delight
live coiled in shells of loneliness
until love leaves its high holy temple
and comes into our sight
to liberate us into life.

Love arrives
and in its train come ecstasies
old memories of pleasure
ancient histories of pain.
Yet if we are bold,
love strikes away the chains of fear
from our souls.

We are weaned from our timidity
In the flush of love's light
we dare be brave
And suddenly we see
that love costs all we are
and will ever be.
Yet it is only love
which sets us free.

- Maya Angelou -
    Artist: Maureen L White, www.urbanpasturesart.com

Monday, March 27, 2017

The Silk Worm

I stood before a silk worm one day.
And that night my heart said to me,

"I can do things like that, I can spin skies,
I can be woven into love that can bring warmth to people;
I can be soft against a crying face,
I can be wings that lift, and I can travel on my thousand feet
throughout the earth,
my sacks filled
with the
sacred."

And I replied to my heart,

"Dear, can you really do all those things?"

And it just nodded "Yes"
in silence.

So we began and will never
cease.

- Rumi -
Artist: Maureen L White, www.urbanpasturesart.com


Sunday, March 26, 2017

Jealous of a Pond

When God said, "My hands are yours," I saw that I could heal any
creature in this world;

I saw that the divine beauty in each heart
is the root of all time
and space.

I was once a sleeping ocean
and in a dream became
jealous of a
pond.

A penny can be eyed in the street
and a war can break out
over it amongst
the poor.

Until we know that God lives in us
and we can see Him 
there,

a great poverty
we suffer.

- Rabia -
Artist: Maureen L White, www.urbanpasturesart.com