The Ascent Our images flowed from within, But had constraints without. Silver crystal by crystal. We edged along the cliff Of creativity Fearing the fall, but also Fearing the ascent To God, to Man, to the True Self that resides within, We struggled What were you thinking of When you took that picture? Asks one puzzled Scott, An engineer of this artistic Enterprise We should have answered, We were thoughtless, mindless- Embracing the Zen of photography, Hoping that the God-Force would Shine through Sometimes it did. For some the Eternal Light Was bright; but for others It was a candle flickering In the dark Had we only known the secret: Let go; you are only a channel, A conduit for the Universe. Trust. Wait. The images will come And so they did. When we let the Universe Flow through, the images came, And identified themselves: We are you
Posted on: Fri, 14 Nov 2014 12:46:56 +0000
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