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When I feel sad or lonely
Or enraged with the world
I immediately turn to
The one thing that heals me
My creativity

I open my art journal
Paint swirls of color
Play with glue and paper
Until my heart is wide open
And a smile glows on my face

I knit, pick up my latest sock
And remember the last time
I held them in my hands
Smiling, because all I remember
Is how much I love to knit

I write a small poem, just
So my heart knows it’s safe
And my mind can let go of
All the cluttering thoughts
Clarity in just a few words

This is why my creativity
Is my sanctuary, my holy self
The act of creating something
That wasn’t before is love
In gleeful action, to heal