~In This Moment...

Inspired by another lovely piece of *Star's artwork.

I breathe, my world expands in this moment

     most days I find myself in utter puzzlement

of broken pieces that hardly fit the scene 

    the beauty that surrounds me is vastly

                   different from my view,

    poppies can twist to opium seeds in turn

A sheer moment in time I realize there's beauty,

         that is every single thing we do and see

I hear the dance in so many different styles

    even pain is a study in it's own mysterious way

I breathe in this precious moment of clarity, 

          hopeful to revisit it some dark & dismal day

Author's Note

captcha~grandhism

Reviews

[Onku Ghosh]

I am happy,Freida,that at last you have started noticing the brighter side of life.THere is so much to life....."i realize ther's beauty/ that is every single thing we do and see.''" I breathe in this precious moment of clarity......"
Very charming little piece.wonderfully penned

[Frieda P]

Ha, that made me smile Onku, I notice, it doesn't' always stick! ;-) Thanks so much my friend.

[eglantine]

"poppies can twist to opium seeds in turn" lovely line. I do love moments like described here. Thanks for sharing.

[Frieda P]

Grazie eglantine, glad you enjoyed my musings....

[Emily B]

my pieces aren't quite fitting together lately, thinking maybe of changing them surgically to make a different picture

your words resonated deeply this morning

[Frieda P]

Thanks Emily, I've done the surgical thing, they seem to magically develop patterns on their own...

[Rita L. Sev]

...poppies can twist to opium seeds in turn... Yes, as the Wicked Witch of the West proclaimed...

Frieda, this art taps into your joy, and I love what you do with it!

...I breathe in this precious moment of clarity...

That is the best way to live! Well done, darlin'!

[Frieda P]

Ha are you calling me a witch my dear? ;-) You know it never lasts long enough, I'll be back to my old ways in no time flat hahaha

[Rita L. Sev]

Of course not! Somehow, I can't see you wearing those striped stockings... but you are tapping into your inner Glinda, and I love it! :)

[Frieda P]

My inner Glinda, hahahah, love it!! ;-)

[Dhaye]

"A sheer moment in time I realize there's beauty,
that is every single thing we do and see"

Whatever pain we've gone through
Whatever happened to me and you
Always believe that after the rain
There's a new morn to welcome us again.
Learn to stop, look and listen
There is beauty in everything.


This is a wonderful piece, Frieda.

[Frieda P]

Oh I love that, thanks so much Dhaye!

[Dhaye]

You're welcome. :)

[Jack...]

The morning brought me the most wonderful sunrise, filled with color and wonder to the point I felt it might have actually been brought to life only for me, then I looked out the window once more and found it was dark, the beautiful sunrise I was witnessing was your poem.

"even pain is a study in it's own mysterious way"

I loved every line, but this one really stood out ot me as profound. Very nice my sweet friend.

[Frieda P]

Maybe that's just my way of reconciling it in my own head, thanks my dear friend, you always humble me with your words.

[SyberRose]

A sheer moment in time I realize there's beauty,
that is every single thing we do and see

A lovely piece...and as I grow older I try not to take anything for granted...especially the beauty
around me as its only temporary...Enjoyed Frieda:)100

[Frieda P]

I guess the's the beauty of getting older, thanks Rose :-)

[Mark]

dipped from the well. I get this in the mornings usually, that moment. Sort of a religious experience, communing through faith and feeling.

Funny how the captcha sort of hands you a review as well. LOL

[Frieda P]

I have to pay extra for those captchas ;-)

Each and every morning, you're a lucky man, thanks Mark.