Back to Curiosity, Again

Always remember that the quest forever begins
with curiosity. It is that lightning strike that brings
its flash of sight, right there within the darkness.

Curiosity has an appetite. One that is never quite
quenched or completely satisfied. And is the bait
that lures us forward into the night with all of its
unanswered questions.

And each answer we find, in whatever current darkness
presides, is meant to be shared with others who,
whether they know it or not, have also become

another one who quest-ions.

Elizabeth Crawford 4/17/2021

Image is the digital painting I put through the kaleidoscope app that turned into yesterday’s pot of gold. I went searching for it after mentioning it. I have a lot (to say the least) of files on this computer and because it has been more than a few years since the painting was done, I couldn’t quite remember which one it was, just knew I’d know when I saw it. Finally remembered that I have a media file, right here online as part of this blog. So, eventually came here to find the image (I’ve been blogging for several years as well). But the best part of all of that, is that the minute I found the image, I knew what I would write about today. Most importantly, although I did the original painting, I wasn’t satisfied with it. A friend messaged me and I shared the image with her, telling her that I thought it needed a lightning strike to liven it up, but didn’t have the faintest idea how to do such a thing. She asked me to send it to her, so I did. Within a few minutes, she sent it back with the lightning strike. All of it, the story and the painting helped me find the words I needed for today’s post.

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Loves words and language. Dances on paper to her own inner music. Loves to share and keeps several blogs to facilitate that. They can be found here:
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2 Responses to Back to Curiosity, Again

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    A wonderful image and poem. I especially love the closing lines.


  2. 1sojournal says:

    Thank you, my friend. Growing up, the most constant question I was asked was, “Why must you ask so many questions?” And my response, “Because I want to know?” seldom received a positive or affirming response. Most often it was met with a sigh or a look of something near disgust. And that just made me wonder about being a kid who asked questions, something I thought was more than appropriate and even right.



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