Doorways

Posted on January 18, 2020 by eteal

I cannot paint the poodle tonight.

He has cancer and is dying.

So I paint those that surround him as he lies on the studio floor.

Looking out the door.

We are all in transition,

We are all on a threshold

Between here and there

Between what was and what will be…

But for now

As we weave the webs of our lives…

We are here.

About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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