Sage of Energy

Sage of Energy

It may seem unimportant, but my
Paintings keep the world guarded.
They are dreaming that connects
Before and after to this person,
Who drifts on the narrow ledge of
Life. Every event draws a step on time’s
Labyrinth, is a forest fire creating a new
World, and every action has results –
Whether armistice or war, freedom or
Slavery. My sunflowers soak up poisons
We’ve made for land, my snake vies with
Sun for importance, and I draw my
Soul in them, these creatures and fires keep
Me ablaze with a bright lust for life..

copyright © 2013 Amanda Morris Johnson

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Four of Energy

The habit of giving it away can
Burn down attachment to any
Circumstances that appear to be
More important than they are, and
Allow celebrations, both pre-arranged
And unplanned, on crisp autumn
Days when the harvest is rich with
Apples and honey and there is a
Handy lute to strike up accordance
And early spring when joys cannot
Be held in reserve and tasted later
Even the memories of them fade our
Edges, photographs with sepia tones,
These little illuminations we share.

copyright © 2013 Amanda Morris Johnson

Ten of Energy

Light is enough, and so when we arrive
At the end, it is no different from looking at
The sun. Going blind is definitely a possibility
Because the loss of perspective about
What we believe has likely already happened.
Though we may be towing a spiritual line
That we understood before, now we’ve gone
Elsewhere with our passions, climbing into
This immense spotlight, the brightness we
Recognize in others hits our heart like a
Lightning strike that exonerates the difference
We were so sure of and dependent on.
Ultimately, it is going to outshine even that
Discovery and pivot us in habit, to begin anew.

copyright © 2013 Amanda Morris Johnson