Variations on "The Artist and the Art"

Variations on The Artist and the Art

Pursuits of a humble heart

First fruits of a noble art

Tribulation into virtue

The Artist’s greatest joy

In creating you

The empty vessel

The silent canvas

The open heart

These are the tools

And this is My art

Starlight and the eye

Shoreline and the sea

Whisper of light

Into all that was and

All that will ever be

A moment of time

Speaks of infinity

The power of love

Known through humility

If God is love

And gives beyond all measure

Therefore infinite and eternal

An endless networking of computations

For even one single blade of grass

This blade of grass will one day pass

Not so that who has created all things

My compliments to the chef

And to whatever He brings

It is sufficient

The Artist and the Art

The Artist and the Art

I have a point

A direction

And yet every step

Each moment

Comes as a surprise

Take nothing for granted

The mystery of eternity

Is revealed in the always present

Shoreline and the sea

Starlight and the eye

The whisper that comes in the night

Sweet memories branching out towards the light

Embracing sorrow

Promises of a better tomorrow

A river of song

An ocean of variations

Come to me all who are heavy laden and burdened

Sing your songs of sad restraint

Turn your tears into the finest wine

My Father is the dresser and I am the vine

The pursuits of a humble heart

The first fruits of a noble art

Tribulation into virtue

The Artist greatest joy

In creating you

Easter Tidings

A Happy Easter to You! Praise to the One who paid for our sins, and earned us freedom and eternal life with Him! Accept and be free! We love because He first loved us. May we rejoice in His love, today and always!

Let the music begin! & 'A Little Demon'

What better time than St. Patrick”s Day to launch a blog of a somewhat displaced Irish bard, my dear husband--- Jimmy O’Coyle! Far from the shores of the Emerald Isles, nonetheless a mystical, musical muse in his own right, I am privileged to share some of his moments of insight, humor and occasional lucidity!

Today’s entry is an account of our recent days: life with our youngest of four!


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A Little Demon

A little demon

Made sport of her hind end

She is screaming

A religious ritual has set in

Threatens to confiscate his devices

Escalating threats

The two tango to the music of his vices

The more she engages the crazier it gets

Compulsion and unbridled desire

Struggling to tame but not to break

Fanning the flames of hells fire

With that old wily snake

Love something more than God

That little demon

Will laugh and applaud

You’ll still be screaming

Somebody help me please

My love has created my torment

My heart like a piece of Swiss cheese

My reservoir is dry and spent

My get up and go

Has gone and went

How does thy garden grow?

Harvest thy malcontent

Partake of ill-gotten bitter fruit

Desires so vast

Our love minute

Portrait in contrast

God is love and light

We are darkened theater

Void of reason and sight

Believing we are greater

Lord have mercy

On our best attempt

Beyond all that is worthy

Familiarity with contempt

One final plea all I ask

Turn my demon into your saint

Take from me this task

My fortune and my complaint

As thunderous rain to the earth

As a cup of bitter herbs

Transform them into thy worth

In new songs and in other words

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