~~Dream Date~~

Judi's Artsy Essay Contest this month was about your dream date. To delve deep into your heart and find what you desire weather be a fantasy or something real. My entry (See Last Post) isn't really following the theme as I know most will see it and the reason for this, Well I don't think I am truly ready to express things that lay deep inside of me when it comes to certain subjects. Some day I will.

Everyone will interrupt my poem differently. But the main point of this poem is there is no perfection location, just being with the right person. For me sometimes the things taken most for granted are the most important. I can't say I know anything about the perfect date, because honestly I don't think I have ever been on one. Everything I've ever been on like a trip or something really special a candle light dinner or anything like this.. I have been the one doing all the planning, all the surprising. I am the one pouring everything out and sometimes you don't want to be the one who has to all the time. It has nothing to do with money or material things. It has to do with feelings and it has to be a two way street. I never do anything because I have to, I do it because I want to. But there does come a time where it is hard to give when everything has been taken.

I'll leave you with this... If your planning the perfect date... Remember... pour your heart and soul into it... You don't have to do a lot for it to mean so much... Just do it with love.

~~February's Artsy Essay Contest~~

That time again for Judith HeartSong - Artsy Essay Contest

February's Artsy Essay Topic:

"All the better to woo me, My Dear"

To see the full description of this months topic, the rules and hey while your

there try you hand at this months contest go here:

Judith HeartSong: February's Artsy Essay

Here is my entry for this months contest, I hope you enjoy it.

Your sweet fingers caressing my skin
Lightning flashes deep within
Sensations invading my soul
My whole body is out of control

Wanting to feel the fire of your touch
To get lost in the moment where there is nothing but us
Needing this overwhelming connection
That binds us so close together in perfection

Both of us only wanting to feel
All the emotions that are so real
A place where only the two of us exist
Our own little paradise, where we can do as we wish

A place to freely release our emotions
Never denying all the sweet commotion
Treasuring every moment we are together
Wanting this time to last forever

Holding on to each other for all were worth
Never wanting to let go and return to earth
Lost in each others expressive eyes
Not a word uttered as tears fall from the sky

Two amazing people so blessed to be part of one another
Cherishing every moment that they are together
Never wanting to miss a second of each other
Counting the moments till they will again be together

A hunger and desire like there has never been
Is what we both feel so deep within
Counting the blessing that we have been given
This amazing friendship is our slice of heaven

These wonderful days belonging only to us
Spent in the arms of the one that we trust
Lost in a dream never wanting to awaken
Every amazing moment was our to be taken

An unforgettable time with an unforgettable man
Talking and kissing and holding my hand
Taking the time that belongs only for us
Never feeling the need to look around or rush

Not a word to describe how I feel
The closes word is LOVE that is real
A bond like no other that we have formed
Like the lightning and thunder during a summer storm

Always and forever in each others hearts we will be
A love and friendship that will keep growing wild and free
From now until eternity
You will always mean so much to me

Poem by

Kristal-All rights Reserved

*** This poem is about the perfect moments, with the perfect person, all emotions***

~~Just a thought~~

You know what I love about art... Art transcends any language barer. Art transcends all obstacles of understanding. Art touches the soul.. brings out emotions. No one persons interpretation is the only right one. Art bring out something different in all of us and no matter how subjected art is, even though everyone doesn't feel passion for all art. Every one can respect the heart and soul that is poured into every piece created, every brush stroke painted, every lined drawn or chiseled, every piece tenderly molded or every pieces painstakingly transformed into what the minds eye sees of its creator.

"Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life." -- Author: Pablo Picasso

~~In Shock~~

I woke up late today... Thanks to turning my alarm off and falling back to sleep.. thankfully I go into work late today. I turn on the computer and wait for it to boot up... I pull up my email and checked it.. a comment from Judi pops up and says "Let me be the first to say congratulations!" I rush over to her blog and low and behold.. The Artsy Essay Contest winners for January were announced. I was shocked to see my name among this months two winners. I never in a million years thought I would win.. But I feel very blessed to have been chosen by the illustrious panel of judges and to share the honor with Indigo, who entry was not only touching and deeply moving.. that her journal help someone improve the quality of their life. . Which is amazing.

Thank you Judi, for blessing us with this wonderful contest. The illustrious panel of judges for taking the hard task of choosing winners each month out of all those amazing entries and talented writers and to the wonderful readers/contest participants who have read my entries and left terrific comments. Thank you, Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

~~Something To Think About~~

When I get where I'm going
on the far side of the sky.
The first thing that I'm gonna do
Is spread my wings and fly.

I'm gonna land beside a lion,
and run my fingers through his mane.
Or I might find out what it's like
To ride a drop of rain

(Chorus:)
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
there'll be only happy tears.
I will shed the sins and struggles,
I have carried all these years.
And I'll leave my heart wide open,
I will love and have no fear.
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
Don't cry for me down here.

I'm gonna walk with my grandaddy,
and he'll match me step for step,
and I'll tell him how I missed him,
every minute since he left.
Then I'll hug his neck.

(Chorus)
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
there'll be only happy tears.
I will shed the sins and struggles,
I have carried all these years.
And I'll leave my heart wide open,
I will love and have no fear.
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
Don't cry for me down here.

So much pain and so much darkness,
in this world we stumble through.
All these questions, I can't answer,
so much work to do.

But when I get where I'm going,
and I see my Maker's face.
I'll stand forever in the light,
of His amazing grace.
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
Yeah when I get where I'm going,
there'll be only happy tears.
Hallelujah!I will love and have no fear.
When I get where I'm going.
Yeah when I get where I'm going.