Monday, December 17, 2007

Hidden in the Sky

Hidden in the sky, I see an answer. It's not written in the stars that twinkle nearby. Good thing, too, because few stars are out tonight.

It's written in the shades of blue, in the lights that play on the atmospheric canvas. It's echoing in chambers of my heart when I think of where I might do, what I might go.

In the curve of subtle color, I see the path of my life, all of the ups and downs, graphically smoothed. I see the way that time turns small misfortunes and unimportant frustrations into memories filled with laughter. I see the value that distance and perspective add to the view.

In the dark places, the stark places, I see negative spaces. So I put my fears and monsters there , watching them dissolve into so much black, black air. I imagine them as happy to be free of me as I am to be rid of them. I smile to think it's so easy to let them go.

There, over there, in the night sky is the hope of a new morning. It's the crocus that invites me into each day. I stop to savor it. I drink in it slowly like a luxurious dark chocolate cold, cold milk shake. My cells can feel the shades of blue change.

Hidden in the sky, I can see the future.
I can see the future because I can hear my soul.
--me liz strauss, letting me be


Dr.John said...

That was beautiful.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Dr. John,
Thank you.

Anonymous said...

I'm loving your sky, your blues, and subtle colour curves and your words. Beautiful soul.

ME Strauss said...

You're one to talk, Easy.
You're as lovely as they come. :)

Dawn said...

Another gorgeous photo, Liz. And of course, your reflection is as deep as the shades of blue.

My favorite lines are - I imagine them as happy to be free of me as I am to be rid of them. I smile to think it's so easy to let them go.

But I also resonate with your conclusion. I don't know about seeing the future, but I do know that when I give my soul time to speak its truth, I know myself and where I belong and feel at peace.

ME Strauss said...

Hi Dawn,
I hear your voice smiling. Yeah, when I think they want to be free of me, it does get easy to let them go.

The blues are beautiful. We're so lucky to have color. Thank you for your words of hope.

Anonymous said...

Have a Merry Christmas, Liz.

- Bluesky

ME Strauss said...

Thank you! Liz!

May your poetry sing like your heart. May your sky stay blue.