Mixed Media Journal Page.  Torn paper, Citra Solv art papers, oil pastel, pencil, found object, poetry.

                                              “(I have seen and I know)

Confessions prattled makes the sound

Of prayers — and I was only

Measuring the borders

Of an unguarded terrain

Secret as a page of (sacred)

Geometry.”

“…Map-less without star or compass…”

“…Connections from another view

I might once have known

                                         (Or so I say and I have)

Heard your quick short jags

of breath sliding into sleep

As water pours slipping

All at once into a glass

Invisible …”