Power Outrage

What is this pressing to make

When lights suddenly dim

This urgent yearning to create

UpSwelling over the brim?

As if the power outage

Of house, flips a switch

Surging a strange outrage

Beyond control—an unstitch

What was rolling along

Under the utilities of life

Short circuits the inner calm

Awakens our deep strife

As if a small piece half-made

Lies here undone, just one day

This art of our soul displayed

An unraveling of delicate Way

What is revealed as ours

In personal power then?

If a power outage of hours

Must be over, right when?

The outage shocks our skelter

How Art IS What’s primal, vital

Like water, light and shelter

How important to our survival!

In the dim glow after-light

The colors allow the mixing

Of the quiet internal fright

The art forgives—no need of fixing!

Photo of art by Kerith Lisi

http://Kerithlisi.com