The Fragile Art of Knowing My Heart

Fill my heart with the guiding light of love.

Carry me through the dark bitter passages of this life, that I may not become lost in the distortions of pain, sorrow, jealousy, and longing.

Unmask the flaming face of wonder, and help me breathe free in the spirit of compassion.

Above all, let my choices be guided by the wisdom of gratitude that flows from your infinite spring.

This is a developed sketch- a picture poem to myself to help align my design and get me through. Perhaps it will blossom into something more at another time. One never knows how seeds planted will ultimately grow.