Winter rainbows…artistry of Colin Hall on the Creator’s palette

644336_524652887633450_151888365_n (1)Often,  I need a rainbow to brighten up my day…

When the snow clouds and the blizzards have had their windy play.

I  can come into the livingroom where my lovely prism sits

To join in with the dancing beams of light as they pirouette and do the splits.

All the colours of the rainbow dance across my room.

They climb the walls  dashing brightly around my house banishing winter’s gloom.  

They remind of the rainbows I saw dancing across the snow in my friend’s photos about a week ago. 1472988_524255254339880_1946828077_n

How blessed I am to know the beauty of the rainbows’ as they dance within my heart, reminding me of the Creator’s presence from which I never have to part. 

This knowledge of the love of Creator gives my life a glow…

Like the winter rainbows that  I have come to know.

The Dancer’s Star Blanket

Blue Star Quilt

 

Across the ages she has come 

 

to dance, to love and laugh

 

“Her laughter,” the old ones say “is too loud.

 

Her feet do not pound the earth as others do.”

 

But her heart dances on

 

and she gives the love

 

Keeping her promise is all that she knew.

 

She needed to learn more.

 

She thirsted for the knowledges

 

in every leaf and rock.

 

She annoyed every one

 

with her searching for the search.

 

She burped and farted…they mocked.

 

No one ever knew

 

the courage it took to ask.

 

No one ever knew

 

her deep love for Mother Earth.

 

No one ever knew

 

her deep abiding love

 

for the Creator.

 

Until they saw her last dance.

 

She knew.

 

She laughed.  

 

She burped and she farted.

 

When the competition was over…

 

The young ones, were surprised

 

that they were asked to join

 

in the making of her star blanket.

 

The old ones, smiled and said…

 

“Just because she did not win in the competition

 

Does not mean, that the prayers stop.”

 

The blanket was made amid laughter and tears.

 

They knew she was dying…there was no fear.

 

When the time comes

 

the old dancer will be wearing  

 

her star blanket

 

as she dances her way home.

Lone Star Quilts

 

Salute 2 Threza (with links to her music and poetry)

Here is Threza

Threza is a singer/songwriter residing in Grande Prairie, Alberta.  She wrote:

I am living proof that it is possible to make your musical dreams come

true regardless of age or circumstance.  I am entering the music scene

after raising four children as a single mother.  

In fact, I had already been a grandmother for two years before I released my first CD!

My life experiences in love and loss and hope and healing are the fabric of my music.  The style of my music has a distinctive flavor and it’s difficult to categorize, though you might say it’s pop/folk/singer-songwriter.  My original songs share a universal understanding and emotional depth that appeal to a wide range of age groups.

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I have laid in the forest with mosses for a pillow

the sky my blanket of stars.

Now, I am trapped in a physical body

but living on  Venus and Mars.

I dance among the sun dogs,

bask in the northern lights

I still am running across rainbows.

searching in the night.

I will stand and serve

until that last wandering Soul does grin.

I will dance across the centuries

to open the door to let them in.

I have stood upon the battlefields

screaming in the night

You can have it better than this,

I will teach you how to fight.

How to stand up

for the things you want.

How to fight until you are free.

If you do not believe that can happen…

Just take a look at me. 

I am dancing

when THEY said I would never walk.

I am walking, laughing, loving

…when THEY said I could not talk.

I am providing for my self in each and every way

….when THEY said I could not make it through the day.

I will dance, sing, shout and cry….

I can show you freedom…

I can show you why.

Why, how, where, and when

these things I can show to you.

You are the only one

who can decide

what

you want to do.

For me, I will continue dancing,

singing my wee prayer song

I can be a warning sign

(of what you do not want

Oh, I have been there too.)

I have laid in the forest with mosses for a pillow

the sky my blanket of stars…

Now, I am trapped in a physical body

…but living on  Venus and Mars.

I dance among the sun dogs,

bask in the northern lights

I still am running across rainbows

searching in the night.

I will stand and serve

until that last wondering Soul does grin.

I will dance across the centuries

to open the door to let them in.