Our lives
textured by our moments we share
layered in beauty
we hold out our empty hands
knowing more will find us
heaped to overflowing,
shared with all in need.
Dreams of abundance filter through,
giving rise to our greatest wishes
blowing on the seeds
drifting on the wayward wind,
settling in the depths
as barren fields wait patiently
for our fertile thoughts to grow.
What matters as we surface
in cracks and fissures we find it all
dreaming in aimless moments,
textured in our magnificence
we are the living art
of the creator.
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Peace, Love and Patchouli 
❤ and what amazing work ❤
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We are indeed his greatest art 🙂
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Thank you for the reminder… (Hope sometimes is under heavy attack) 🙂 ❤
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thanks, I try 🙂
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me too, but there’s always hope 🙂
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Hope you had a good Monday too, Kim. 💕
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Haha I was impressed with 2 beautiful poems from you in one day and really enjoyed them :).
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Living art of the Creator? I know some people who come out as very bad paintings… 🙂
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Intense, musical and powerful. A remarkable exhalation of a poem.
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Thank you, Kim. Normal cold – in the 30s, which may sound bad to you, but after a couple of days, I embrace it. Resistance is futile, right? 😉
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I’ve been thinking about you
I’ll mail you later
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I was trying to post this one for today but my iPad had a brain lapse and it posted it immediately 🙂 in a mood for pretty dishes and calming words these days, serving up goodness ❤ peace and happy Monday to you ❤
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thank you so very much Eliza. Hope your weather is good and not too cold ❤ peace and love, K
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and such a good job that was done perfectly too ❤ peace and love E and hey Super L ❤
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thank you so very much my friend , peace and blessings, K
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Well thank you, you’ve given me a bright smile with your WOW 🙂 peace and love and happy Monday ❤
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I wish, pottery has never been attempted by these hands 🙂 I leave that craft to the masters, photo found on internet from Pinterest I believe ❤
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thank you so very much ❤
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🙂 You’ve not been bad my friend, and pockets with ears are fun ❤ as Kim, always ❤
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Another beautiful post, Kim! I especially love those last two lines. (And another gorgeous picture!) 💓
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Lovely, Kim!
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Kim, Thanks for this lovely poem–just right for this evening! We are indeed ‘the living art of the creator.’ 🙂
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Superb
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I’m layin down a “WOW”.
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Such abundance and richness expressed here … is that one of your artistic creations in the photo?
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beautiful
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I’ve been bad
I’m so sorry
To conclude,pockets are the rabbits of tomorrow
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Thank you so much Tre, I thought so too, peace and love and happy Sunday to you also😊 another long stretch coming up this week, riding the peace wave💚☮
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I meant to schedule it for tomorrow am but my app screwed up, ha, that’s a blessing I’m sure…just means I have to come up with one in the morning😊☮🙏🏻thanks Pragal💜
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I love what you did here, Kim:
“we hold out our empty hands
knowing more will find us
heaped to overflowing,
shared with all in need.”
This feels like the center of the poem and it drew me all the way in. A lovely piece, indeed.
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Amazingly beautiful yet again!! 🙂
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