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JOURNAL: A Day Without Face
Another face….they seem to be my muses, floating to barely consciousness and out my pen. The the color!
I also meditate on God’s face….what does it look like, can I see it, can it see me (yes) and it’s an endless contemplation yet, for me, comforting in its infinitude.
“A day without Face
just seems awfully empty
God so loves our face.”
In case you are wondering, here’s a bit about my Haiku Art Journal.






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