Sacred space

Time passes
sand dripping down shining
as we fly in the creative sky
on lost wings found
gathered and held
in a place of peace.
Carved pony watches silently
soft and smooth
encouraging to dream
as purple blue crystal
glitters in her silver finery
always looking behind.
Golden Ganesh gazes knowingly
as the bones of whales
cradles the salt of the mighty sea,
found by me
with the golden stone
which makes me smile.
White sea something
but beautiful in its way
and the quartz from a far away garden
in years before I knew
that writing was the key.
Watercolor skies and seas
the little things
that speak to me
in this blue room sacred space,
my bliss lies here
as I gaze
at a writers muse.

Just a glimpse at the top of my desk in my blue writing room. Company comes tomorrow and I will have to put it away from little hands. The watercolor is my latest piece, came out a bit odd with the panoramic view of the camera. Just a glimpse into my writing world. Peace and blessings, K