After many months, I just finished reading “The Artist’s Way—A Spiritual Path to Higher Creativity” by Julia Cameron.  It was a fantastic exploration for artistic/creatives in getting past whatever it is that blocks you.  It ended with a poem by the author that I thought was appropriate for this group:

 

Words For It

 

I wish I could take language

And fold it like cool, moist rags.

I would lay words on your forehead.

I would wrap words on your wrists.

“There, there,” my words would say—

Or something better.

I would ask them to murmur,

“Hush” and “Shh, shhh, it’s all right.”

I would ask them to hold you all night.

I wish I could take language

And daub and soothe and cool

Where fever blisters and burns,

Where fever turns yourself against you.

I wish I could take language

And heal the words that were the wounds

You have no names for.

 

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