Saturday, August 11, 2007


I cannot sleep
it is 2:16 Am in Bangkok
We leave for Cambodia at 5am

I am exhausted and exhilarated
I have bits and pieces and flashes
scenes of movies and thoughts and sounds of music
all artfully strung together in disillusion
I have a burden of life that is nesting in my spiritwomb

It is not one
But many

I wish I could show you...

The child smiles
The footsteps in the rain
Up to the doorway of
The drum
Gong solo
The rhythm
Cry alone

The rising of issues
That color the world

I wish you could see
What I see
and hear as a symphony of pictures and poetry and song
fusion of all that has been locked and tucked
for release at a later date
it is Dying to be created

inanimate screams of mercy and grace
carry me
nurture me
paint me whole
dance with me
speak to me
deliver my soul
run with me
fly with me

dare me to dream
under limitless sky



ericaprosser said...

keep posting- add some details to your poems- I need MORE!!

Leanne said...

I know. I know, I know, I know.

*smiles wistfully*

Kevin said...

I hope you are blessed by all the things you see there!

I pray that God would give you supernatural refreshing! When you are in His presence you can enter into supernatural rest!


High in Demand said...

Trish! It sounds amazing! Would you like us to go ahead and ship your kids there so you can stay?

Mysterious-Invaluable-Aspiring said...

uhhh... that's cool but call me!!!!! Yes, u need too! I need u to talk to Mema for me. plz....

Tangerinetinselbreeze said...

I cannot get to a phone tonight- it is your day. I will try tomorrow- your night. email me at no other emai is working.

High in Demand said...

Trish, I checked on Bella for you today at church. I asked her if she was doing okay while you were gone. She gave me a great big smile and said she was good. I hugged her for you like you asked. The kids all looked great today.

Tangerinetinselbreeze said...

Thanks so much! That means the world to me.