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
Fallen
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
trishtrueblood081107
Saturday, August 11, 2007
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Posted by trish at 1:15 PM
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keep posting- add some details to your poems- I need MORE!!
I know. I know, I know, I know.
*smiles wistfully*
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!
Blessings
Trish! It sounds amazing! Would you like us to go ahead and ship your kids there so you can stay?
uhhh... that's cool but call me!!!!! Yes, u need too! I need u to talk to Mema for me. plz....
I cannot get to a phone tonight- it is your day. I will try tomorrow- your night. email me at trublucatering@mac.com no other emai is working.
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.
Thanks so much! That means the world to me.
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