When will the hand catch up with
the speed and randomness of the mind?
When is that this familiar chains of
grief and sadness will break?
When will despair fade into acceptance
and judgement will welcome grace?
When will this numbness stop,
and courage will rise to speak up,
or scream... or both?
When will fear become daring enough
to dream again and jump into
trust instead of control?
When will the healing come, and
brokenness be whole,
When is that my eyes will meet
again yours?
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| Found this picture of my old acrylic paintings, when will I have TIME to paint again? |
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