When I got on the computer the other night
and started playing with this blog I got really brave. Right now however
I am feeling really afraid that no-one will want to read this because my lack
of expertise in technology means I don't have the knowledge to do fancy tricks,
add fancy things to make this about my readers and not just me. I am
hoping this time they will have perseverance while I work all this out. In the meantime I wrote something that gives a little insight into fears and facing them. It helps me understand a little better that I might believe but I am not quite the intrepid traveller I thought I was.
Intricate patterns of clear
Interwoven with butterflies and
Tulips the stain of reality for
The mind represented.
Colours, beautiful, so bold
And catching the sight but
Not the eye for
The eye will recognise fragility
But sight will see stained glass.
Delicate, easily shattered,
Fragmented into the mixed
Tiny, shiny pieces that can be
Subtly shaped to appear
Meaningful but are in truth
So deceptively inclined to
Hide what is after all
Damaged goods, broken glass
No matter the fixation of Glory.
Ci vediamo (We'll talk again soon)