You fill the empty spaces,
with overflowing spirit
intangible feelings,
on an invisible plane,
life energy abounding,
in an endless echo.
This series was inspired by my friends who send me pictures to paint, share their experiences with God, and lift me up with their prayers.
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Art & Poetry copyright © 2011 Atlanta Marie Carrera
Thursday, November 21, 2019
Let it Come
Shattered.
Thousands of pieces of glass
exploding in random directions
all at once.
Raining back down to Earth
with a deafening roar.
Littering the ground
like a minefield.
Feeling like I swallowed the shards.
Waves of shock and disbelief.
Body and mind separated.
Afraid to move in any direction.
Paralyzed.
Lifelines dangling above my head.
Grasping at one and then another.
Trying to pull myself up.
Slipping, stumbling, flailing, falling
God is with me.
Thousands of pieces of glass
exploding in random directions
all at once.
Raining back down to Earth
with a deafening roar.
Littering the ground
like a minefield.
Waves of shock and disbelief.
Body and mind separated.
Afraid to move in any direction.
Paralyzed.
Grasping at one and then another.
Trying to pull myself up.
Slipping, stumbling, flailing, falling
Just stop and pray.
Let it come.God is with me.
Wednesday, November 20, 2019
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