Poem of Sitting Outside at a Silent Retreat, #4: Dandelions!

Dandelions, Simplicity in Beauty
Dandelions, Simplicity in Beauty

Dandelions

by Deborah A. Bowman

The sun upon the golden dandelions makes me glad to be alive!

I know now that in spite of everything I will survive.

God has intervened and immense power he does wield.

I know that the Universe will finally let me heal.

I believe in miracles, and I’ve helped so many others.

Why not let go and free myself to help another … me!

“Healer, Heal Thyself!”

“Empath” let go of sadness!

I will surround myself with joy and gladness.

Deep breaths of healing white light

Will dispel the fear and dark feelings that hold on so tight.

Yes, I believe in miracles definitely.

Why can’t one small miracle be me?

That would give me the strength to go on

To giveĀ to others what I have found.

That is what I’ve always believed

That is my heart, my soul, my personality.

The wind caressing the dandelions is bliss!

Now all I have to do is make a wish!

Make a wish and God hears every word!
Make a wish and God hears every word!

Technology may change but the process remains the same. Creativity doesn’t change for it originates in the mind.

Technology may change but the process remains the same. Creativity doesn't change for it originates in the mind.

The craft of writing and designing, indeed all arts!, begins and ends in the human mind. Whatever the media, whatever the age, words and images will be written, drawn, captured, and shared.

I hope the future allows robots to process what the human mind creates. There’s no limit to our mind’s capacity. We’ll never run out of memory and storage space. We’ll never be restricted by the number of pixels, number of words, number of pages, or hues of color.

I chose shades of gray and black for this representation, augmenting every piece to my personal taste, which may not be your personal taste. I cannot count the different shades of gray or the quantity of black ink required to print this on a press.

I remember when camera-ready business or home printers did not exist. Press inspections were round-the-clock, interrupted only by brewing a new pot of coffee to stay awake.

The process is the same, but technology lets my mind’s eye create that which only I can see or someone else describes to me. I must “see” their vision in my mind in order to create it. Trial-and-error and having an open mind will never be replaced by technology. Technology allows us all to share the mind’s words, dreams, visions, images, and thoughts. The technological age is upon us.