Still LifeYou pause and look at the table,
timeless light spilling over the rough wood,
casting tiny shadows, dark and still.
After years of flux, of constant change,
pain and growth, life has become still,
a pause, a time to take a deep breath
and simply be;
to let the heart grow still
and know once again, God,
to know once again, yourself,
to know once again, love.
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The picture was taken at the American Frontier Museum in Staunton, Va. You can click on it for a larger version.
Tom
3 comments:
I truly appreciate the calm focus of this poem and the image. I so need this just now...one more day of exams to go...and graduation Saturday. I am planning a still life for Sunday.
Hi Tom,
You can see that the items come from an earlier age, when life was easier in some ways and much harder in others. But there was always a time for stillness. The picture and poem illustrate this beautifully.
Dear Tom, "simply be" is everything in life! I liked the peace and the thought in your poem. You are an artist, congratulations!
Best wishes,
Rosana
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