Packed for painting

Everything is going to be all right

How should I not be glad to contemplate
the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window
and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?
There will be dying, there will be dying,
but there is no need to go into that.
The poems flow from the hand unbidden
and the hidden source is the watchful heart.
The sun rises in spite of everything
and the far cities are beautiful and bright.
I lie here in a riot of sunlight
watching the day break and the clouds flying.
Everything is going to be all right.

~ Derek Mahon ~


Poetry quote thanks today to my a lifesaver, megatonlove, and a hope for some normalcy for me, at the studio. I have gifts of calendars for my studio mates, with paintings from each of them for all the months, thanks to Apple and the ease of creating such wonders with iPhoto and an iMac. The cats are separated in upstairs and downstairs kingdoms and seem calm and as normal as possible. No word on the date and time for the Cat Whisperer to call, but I'm positive and hopeful. Our B slips in Maine, but is finding peace at last. The weekend and snow on the way, things have to lighten up, I'm sure of it.