By Anne Williston
~ words meant for reality ~

I am a poem, a living breathing work of art.  Poiema - workmanship (Eph 2:10).  Creativity is in my pores, in the movement of my hands as I type this message, in the sound of Pachabel’s Canon in D accompanying my thoughts before I express them here, and in the voice of my son complaining in the background about the boy who stole his gymshorts and left him without.  Even rambling thoughts create as they meander onto the page.  Now, as Errol Garner plays Misty, his creativity captured for me to enjoy, I discover I’ve created a new mood of hope, simply by writing these words.