Gay Does Art

An expressive therapy student, creating art just because.

Category: Healing

Rumbling

I feel a rumbling
A quiet churning of the topsoil
Slight shifting in my soul
Nothing drastic, but just enough
To make me take pause
And wonder humbly
If I can hold what comes next
The sorrows and the joys
Multitudes of stones thrown and felt
Since a basket, once filled
Isn’t quite so useful
So I study, apply and critique my craft
An awkward beginning stage
That the healing arts bring about
And I feel a rumbling
In my tired yet hungry mind
That vibrates with the heart and spirit
That I’m enough, and I’m plenty
So bring it on

Bonus Haiku!!!

He said to draw
To write, dance, create healing
But how?

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