Each artist has different mediums or venues in which they
like to work. For some, it's the acrylics and oils that bring out their true
talents; while others prefer watercolors or charcoal etchings to best display
their eye for the visual side of life. Whatever their choice, they are most
comfortable and complete when they are using their talents and expressing
themselves with the medium that best allows them to share their vision with the
world.
The same is true for the written word, although the different "mediums" may not be as numerous. As one who likes to paint his version of the world as he sees it ....using the written word.... I have always felt most comfortable and complete when writing poetry. It must be something in the rhythm and rhyme that moves me and releases my inner self in expression. Whatever it is, I have found little reason to question it, but prefer to get lost in the thoughts that have been laid on my heart and in letting those thoughts take flight.
The same is true for the written word, although the different "mediums" may not be as numerous. As one who likes to paint his version of the world as he sees it ....using the written word.... I have always felt most comfortable and complete when writing poetry. It must be something in the rhythm and rhyme that moves me and releases my inner self in expression. Whatever it is, I have found little reason to question it, but prefer to get lost in the thoughts that have been laid on my heart and in letting those thoughts take flight.
I have probably written over 2,000 poems of all types,
versions, kinds, subjects and sizes in my lifetime and I hope and pray that I
still have something to say through this "medium". It is for that
reason that I have penned this introduction to what will quite often be my thought
for the day....A POEM TO DWELL UPON.
I trust that you will be Blessed and in believing, you will know Him better, you will seek His face and you will walk in His way.
I trust that you will be Blessed and in believing, you will know Him better, you will seek His face and you will walk in His way.
A POEM TO DWELL UPON….
ONE SOLITARY LIFE
He came to earth by a Virgin's birth,
Born in a cattle stall; but on that
tree at Calvary ,
He sacrificed it all.
His life was spent as
he preached "repent";
He never had home nor
wife.
For He sought the
thrill to do the Father's will…
In a
Solitary Life.
He walked around from
town to town,
No property could He
claim.
But when you believe,
His grace receive…
When
you call upon Jesus' name.
So, don't regret the
life you get;
Though it's filled
with pain and strife.
For He died for you
to give life anew
through
His Solitary Life
W.
Patrick Queen @ June 2000
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