I think more about creativity and what it means. I also wonder when creativity eludes me what that means. I need the time to sit and be quiet. It is in those moments that creativity finds her way back, but I only notice if I am present and fully aware. All my senses act in this welcome return.
Creativity
Trying to break through this void
Where words elude me
She has left my side before
Returning in her own time
~
~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~




So very true Ivon. I cannot create (paint, sketch or photography) when my mind is overwhelmed with the busyness of life.
I cannot write when I am in that situation.
A lovely Tanka – says it all!
It truly does.
Silence is the creative source of everything….
It truly is.
Beautiful poem. Silence does the situation instead of being under restlessness.
It is beautiful. Dom has the tanka mastered.