Monday, March 31, 2014

"Peace" - A poem by Sara Teasdale

Peace (Stacy Wills, 2014)
watercolors on paper + alcohol inks + sacred altering


Peace flows into me
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It ebbs not back like the sea.

I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are fulfilled in you.

I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies,
You are my deepening skies,
Give me your stars to hold.

-Sara Teasdale (1884-1933)


Turn The Page said...

Beautiful post! I love Mandalas! I think I shall make one! Aloha

Stacy Wills said...

Thank you for the kind words, Hula La! I love them, too. :-)

Mystic Meandering said...

Beautifully iridescent and mystical. Lit from always ;)

Anonymous said...

What a beautiful and luminescent mandala. An exquisite companion to the poem. Edith xox

Stacy Wills said...

Thank you, Christine!

Stacy Wills said...

Thank you, Edith! I love it when I find just the right poem to go with a mandala. It was one I'd never read before, but when I did, I knew it was the one.