I saw a globe...as bright as the sun. I reached out to embrace it, and it submitted. Who sanded this sphere? "It was I who created this thing," a distant voice answered. "But it was you who helped bring it to life." And I remained confused, and yet...understood.
The moon seeks, and yet it does not find. A wolf howls to her child, and he responds to her. The moon seeks, and finds the mother earth. A distant call is questioned, and peace answers. Mother and pup are cupped in the hands of God.
Once upon a time, I wanted to be an artist in the animation industry. Well, I shot that down after about 20 years, but I still find myself drawing on blank surfaces because I can't help it. These days, I'm studying ASL to become an interpreter while working on a children's book in the meantime. Goodness knows the book will probably net me more money than the other careers have, if I would just finish the dang thing....