A street portrait artist
Made his living sketching
Portraits of people who
Would agree to sit with
Him. He barely eked out
A living doing what he
Loved. People loved the
Street artist.
Tag: living
Growth
One fact about the
Living world around
Us is that everything
Is in some sort of
Growth. From plants
To animals to cute
Little babies, nothing
Can stop this energy.
Rapture
We believers rejoice when
We hear that the Lord
Jesus Christ is coming. The
Rapture of the Church will
Be sudden, like a blink of an
Eye and unannounced. The
Dead and those of us who
Are still living will be caught
Up in the air, the clouds, to
Be with the Lord Jesus Christ.
Then we’re taken to heaven to
Live with HIm forever. This
Glorious event could happen
At any moment, for we are
Now living in the end times.
Looking for that blessed hope–
Come, Lord Jesus Christ, come!
Immortal
How many people remember
The beginning of a dream,
Ancient as dawn, a dream of
Destiny, conjuring up the
Flesh, the earth, the dream
We were once one soul?
Wonderful
Life has many experiences
Of many types good and
Bad. We will have to say
We roll with the punches
And we will survive. Life
Is too wonderful to let the
The bumps in the road
Stop us on our way to
Happiness,
Flying
One afternoon I was
Sitting in my house
Flipping channels on
On the TV, bored and
Wondering what else
There could be to life.
Then a force pulled
Me from my chair
And out the front
Door. I stood in the
Middle of the yard
And rose up slowly,
Over the tops of the
Houses and found I
Could go anywhere
I wanted to go–
Freedom!
Wake Up!
Here we are on this planet
To live and look around
The corner at what might
Jump out at us. This is the
Adventure we live for.
We are the most awake
When we welcome it all.
Springtime
After a long winter
The season life loves
Arrives known as
Spring. Green sprouts
Pop up on bushes and
Trees, marigolds are
Everywhere. The
Natural world wakes
Up and all living
Things rejoice.
Sands
Life begins and ends at
The seashore. When we
Walk barefooted on the
Beach the surf erases
Our footprints as soon
As we make them. The
Shifting, whispering,
Sands are a metaphor
For the impermanence
Of life. Life is for living
Now.
Enjoy the Little Things
In living we rush around and
Beat ourselves senseless
Making decisions in a hurry
As to what’s important to us
And what is not. Often we
Don’t slow down enough
To really see what matters.
All we actually have to do
Is enjoy the the little things
To bring life into focus.
Wordman of Alcatraz 