The curve of hope is blue
it’s winter lips in need of kisses, or
the egg that broods for warmth
delight of hatch in new beginnings.
Hope craves resolution, gait
on gravel and to keel, to bend
your face to snow. You need
to treat your hope like ember
close to ash; and if you cease
your new beginnings will be lost
as yet a stillborn nightingale.
Today Mish tempt us with artworks from different artists on New Beginnings. My choice was this image by Jinny Nieviadomy who is trained as an arts educator and self-taught as an artist. After moving from small town southern Saskatchewan and teaching junior high art she now follows a dream lead by the artist and entrepreneur within. jnieviadomyart.com. Join us at 3 PM EST and find more inspirations for new beginning.
January 3, 2016