Here are some more pictures from my graduation. Besides the Eurythmy performance we also sang, played recorder, and displayed our handwork...not to mention had cake and snacks and had an amazing speech from our Eurythmy teacher.
Poems Musings and Updates by Elsa Raime (pronounced RAHeem)
I will not believe in the hum drum reality of daily life.
I am not the shape of a box.
I am not rectangular, or round.
I have no size, no price tag, no instructions for care.
I do not wake to the same sun rising.
The clouds that drift overhead, blow on.
It is while I speak to you that angels sing stars into existance, and while I listen that flowers bloom in my heart.
I am the dirty soles of worn out shoes and the road they walk upon is untouched.
My shape changes on a whim.
If you can recognize me I invite you in.
I am not the shape of a box.
I am not rectangular, or round.
I have no size, no price tag, no instructions for care.
I do not wake to the same sun rising.
The clouds that drift overhead, blow on.
It is while I speak to you that angels sing stars into existance, and while I listen that flowers bloom in my heart.
I am the dirty soles of worn out shoes and the road they walk upon is untouched.
My shape changes on a whim.
If you can recognize me I invite you in.
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