Old Myspace Blog Post # 1

To Touch Alabaster
Current mood: cultured
Category: Writing and Poetry

Handling a smooth and delicate carving

Of love and alabaster.

I marvel at the peace within its curves

The Hope within its pockets

I feel the artist's intention flowing through

My fingertips

As though love moves through a permeable membrane

and we were sharing it now - this masterpiece and I

Touching such priceless finery

I realize that a sculptor may be nervously observing

Or approaching from afar

So I seek to assure them - with a pure mind

Although I cannot afford this fixture

That might truly beautify my life

I come often to marvel the majesty

Connect with the cool perfection

And praise the artist who allows such tactile

And visual refreshment

In a dark and lonely world I have known too long

I thank all that is, for this alabaster in my hands.

Originally Posted elsewhere on 04/11/08