Open Sky

On my way to work this morning I was mesmerized by the beautiful sky. Even though it was a grey sky it had some bluish hues in it. It reminded me of the smaller windows of the church I grew up in. It had stained glass windows and above them were smaller windows which were stained or colored in marbled bluish grey. This morning I felt as if I were looking out those windows. Most of the time I feel as if my skin and my eyes are stained glass and when someone looks at me they see only the color they are looking through. I like it this way because it really makes the real me invisible to the naked eye. I believe most of my survivor/victims brothers and sisters are blessed this way as well. It is a way to hide the damaged goods that reside beneath my skin. I am happy that I am finding myself more and more distant from life as i knew it a year ago. Time is of the essence for me as I work towards accomplishing my goals within this new life I am experiencing. My participation in events is minimal yet I am gathering artists for a new venue I am starting soon. New acquaintances have replaced the old and I am glad since they don't see my ghoulish soul beneath my skin. My stained glass skin comes in handy this way. I am looking for artists in the Canyon Lake area for an art show coming soon. Word, glass, metal, wood etc..... All are invited. The new poetry venue will be called Creek side PoeTree. Let me know if you have any questions.