"Freud" [Reflections on Book - Right Side Up Side Down Connie Bischoff and Romeo Lemieux - re: Lover ]
At first, ’twas Christ with arm stretched out,
Though words, of course, took different route;
But did they? Song of Songs to some
Speaks of a love by such a One.Death, sex, religion, money, power,
All inter-twine – we know each hour
Of art reveals our deepest needs,
And pours out life like farmer’s seeds.Art therapy for me was such –
Found why my photos dropped so much
When cancer hit, as other times
When trauma linked to power lines.So when such switches turned the lights
On like a string at Christmas – bright
Was pain brought back to vivid glare –
Then art revealed each bulb with care.The upshot was my shutter clicked
Again, as inner hurt was fixed;
Art therapy – released right brain
To speak, be heard, through art again.Thanks Lord for this.
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