Saturday 28 December 2013

Truth and Love

This moment I am struggling
with Truth and Love
and their shape shifting ways
fickle to
perspective
opinion
perception
interpretation
emotion
time of day
the weather
 
Yesterday
they were roots
running deep from an ancient tree
 
Today 
 brittle leaves clinging in howling winds
 
Tomorrow
I will take up a pot of sap and a paintbrush made of moss
and paint my skin
with my own sticky mess of them
A barrier against bitterness
360/365