I am a wave of colour, a chalky dust that moves freely to a silent symphony. It joyfully plays and dances with the unseen pushes of wind and breeze. The colours that married and mixed on the day I was born can never be separated or contained. You cannot control the ebb and flow or the timings of it’s seasons.
It lovingly surrounds my soul and guides me – eyes closed, arms open wide – into adventures unimagined. It is freedom in its truest form. It is beauty, it is hope, it is love, it is creation, calvary and pentecost. I listen and watch as it changes and grows.
It pleases me. It pleases him. We are inseparable.
I am an ocean of possibility, a deep cavern of mystery and miracles. I hold promise and pain, truth and deception, wonder and fear. What could be more beautiful?
The sunlight reaches for me, lost in the darkness with the souls of the broken. It shines upon us – the children of the deep. I have so much to discover and love and so much more to love and discover.
Let me share it with you.
It pleases me. It pleases him.
I am the nudge of a child, excited and anxious, ready with a million things to say and a million more questions to ponder. I am that nudge, that look, that squeeze of a hand. I am my father’s child. People say I look like him and sound like him…I like that.
I am a willing captive to the whims of my imagination.
I am afraid to fall.
I am afraid to fail.
I am afraid to be hushed.
I am afraid to be shooed.
I am afraid to feel.
I am afraid to shout.
I am afraid to sing.
I am afraid of you.
I am afraid of them.
I am afraid of me.
But my fear will never be enough to stop me from nudging you.
And that pleases me.
Does it please you?