On a sunny day my thoughts are lifted high
Stretched relaxed peacefully adrift in an azure sky
High pressure is my delight!
On a cloudy day my thoughts plummet to the earth
Heavy leaden weights of dusty sorrow bereft of mirth
Low pressure is my fright.
On a warm summer day my pain melts I feel strong
I love to play to work to laugh and sing many a happy song
In summer my world is right!
On a winter day I ache and I suffer from cabin fever
I read I write I contemplate and wait for warmer weather
Winter is my personal plight.
On a quiet day when the wind is still my soul and spirit rest
I gather strength from the atmosphere I am safe in Spirit’s nest
Still days are my source of Might.
On a blustery day when the wind howls sweeping the earth
I hunker down to wait my faith is tested I rely on my second birth
On a windy day I hold faith tight!
I am a finely tuned instrument subject to the atmosphere I measure
Pulled up pushed down lifted rested then tested by outside pressure
A thermometer an emotional barometer!
I am intrinsically sensitive excruciatingly aware of the invisible forces
The Spiritual Breath that animates the living sets all things on their courses
A sensitive a spiritual winds anemometer.
I am purposed to gather atmospheric information and package it as art
I am a natural-emotional –spiritual-data-base predicting weather is my part
The information I gather is to share.
I ruminate I correlate I paint I write I create and present my data in a poem
I am a creative this is what I do the way I communicate Truth in teal ocean foam
An artist’s call lays the heart bare!