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Poetic Expressions
These vulnerable reflections are shared in the hope that they would offer comfort to those who are dealing with the strong emotions that can be faced in the process of going back to the roots of our deepest heart wounds. At times that comfort is in knowing that the intensity and depth of your feelings will not undo you but can be expressed in safe ways....they can be invited to the process and honored. The process of artmaking, writing and journaling can provide a way to put in words and images the feelings that can arise during these challenging seasons of listening, learning, growing and changing.
 
 
 
 
Behind rose colored glass...
and masks that hide the truth...
awaits the multitude of colors...
that reflect from a heart yet unveiled
wrestling...yearning...
for release
For it is in the setting free
of all that is secret..
all pretense...
that which shields the soul from light...
that a heart's true journey...
can finally take flight
Lani Kent
copyright 2005
 
 
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  ..Reflections on Grieving and Loss...

* Before viewing the video poem below scroll to the bottom of this page to pause the music that is currently playing...
 
                       

 

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I di
d not die.

Mary E. Frye
 
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...Stained Glass...
Shattered, distorted, painfully sharp
innocent colors scattered
around my still and grieving heart
pieces of a glass puzzle
lay in confusing disarray
whispering of shame...brokenness...dark hurt
 
I numbly stare in disbelief...
then anger...then deep sadness
beauty so carelessly scarred
each shining remnant reflects
a faint image once known to this child
niave perfection...pure design...a Master's touch
 
As the last of the sharpest fragments
fall near enough to cut
I must pause to honor
the small, welling voice within
release the anguish of her soul
the silence pierced...a screaming question...."Why?"
 
A new design awaits it's birth
fresh tears need time to fall
upon the jagged crystal
perhaps to cleanse, refine...restore
beauty is to be found here
amidst what appears destroyed..useless...beyond repair
.
Where does one begin in the gathering
of a stained and shattered soul
one so weary and little and sad
Help me, Master of the fragile brilliance surrounding me
In your strength can we
lift each broken piece to the light...and mend...and heal
Copyright 2000
Lani Kent
 
 
 
 
 

….Remembrance….

 
Revealing while yet still in revelation
the hidden shadows and whispers of the emerging voices
receiving, holding, listening, believing

Reaching into the unfamiliar yet known
image of the core small form of the innocence of me
rocking, caressing, touching, releasing

Remembering the visions and untethered spirit
of the unique child that was of an existence before
untouched, unhurt, unfractured, unashamed

Offering a sweet and safe invitation
bathed in the hope of renewal and a more gentle rebirth
crying, aching, grieving, mourning

Braving exposure of the dormant inner passions
that have simmered in gentle and quiet childlike anticipation
creating, speaking, singing, healing
Copyright
Lani Kent 2008
 
 
....Liquid Glass....
Reaching through the veil of glass
the radiance of His nearness
sends my eyes painfully downcast
yearning yet cautious
curious yet uncertian
longing yet afraid
 
Though He clearly sees me
this side of the crystal shield
has been cold and lonely
quiet yet deafening
predictable yet stagnating
safe yet life-threatening
 
Sensing the warmth of grace
arms reach to the other side
towards His compassionate embrace
willing yet patient
bold yet gentle
nudging yet honoring
 
His touch melts the frozen tears
and the river begins to move us
far beyond the realm of glass
terrifying yet exhilarating
dangerous yet comforting
unpredictable yet life giving
 
Through the raging waters He carries me
full seen and deeply known
to where eyes meet unashamed
humbled yet strengthened
clinging yet trusting
frail yet courageous
 
Hand in hand, heart to heart
to the place where horizons exhale
and glass walls melt into the open sea
 
Lani Kent
Copyright 2005
 
 
 
 
 

 

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