The Sound of Ink

  “Time flies over us but leaves its shadow behind.” ~   Nathaniel Hawthorne   Time doesn’t heal. It is the spirit’s ability to grow peace among scars that keeps the heart reaching toward tomorrow. ©Susie Clevenger 2021 The Sunday Muse #141

These are days that require I swim, to breathe under water, to float tears I can’t shed, and be strong enough to reach an unknown shore. I struggle in the power of the current, fear the length of the storm. In my weakest hour I rally memories of what I’ve overcome. Peace waits in the raging with open arms. ©Susie Clevenger 2020 Artistic Interpretations #2 ~ Pond Lillies

In the prayer spaces of narrow I place seedlings of an open mind. Today is here in the green leaf paintbrush of sky, raven call, and soft wings of a butterfly. A child of earth, sibling of sky, I walk in the choir of voices singing protect. Change begins with small things, grows in the unity of hands. The “we” of community begins in the roots of I can. May I be strengthened by the notes of a birdsong, feathered poet of emergent peace. ©Susie Clevenger 2019 Blog4Peace One day...one theme...Peace