My Artists Prayer

 

Repeating a good practice

Coffee in hand, Candle lite.

Fragrance within the air,

   page open, pen flows on the white surface.

 

Early morning sounds of birds and crickets

   expand on the new day’s openness.

 

Greeting the warmth of the sun with

  the rhythm of my feet to the ground.

Expanding on the view of the clouds

  and treetops to a gentle inhale and exhale.

 

Gestures of kindness offered to those that

   pass by a morning routine that brings

   life to this soul. A creative soul at that.

 

Entering the grace and space of the day while

   putting on my apron, I nestle in and emerge

   while making a mark with my hands.

A real artist, full of ideas with a grateful heart

    begins her day.