Reflections on September 10: Cloyd's Contemplation

by Cloyd Taylor


Sights, sounds, music connecting soul to soul to SOUL.
Drama, speech, scripture; singing – beating a drum, delighting ivories, strumming a guitar.
Different moods, heights and depths of a soul, his soul, her soul, and her’s, and yours and mine.
Artists forging art forging artists’ souls, audience of artists—all—the One, the only audience, he alone who gives eternal applause.

Hilary’s song—turmoil beating on the soul, the drum;
revolution of the heart, transformation in a heartbeat to the soothing peace of ivory, a melodious interlude for the soul.
Peace, it’s reigning, saturates the soul.
Living remains real, upheaval returns, the rhythms and beating of the drum, the baring of the soul, it’s healing.
{Like Jeremiah’s complaint [20.7-18], suspended briefly by praise [v13]}.

The drama, Scriptures woven with life, living weaving of song and guitar
the stuff of life, of the soul, of the art of living.
We—are God’s poem, his living art. me!?


Cloyd is a Clinical Psychologist in private practice who also has Masters degrees in Theology and enjoys writing himself to clarity. He believes that the Arts, especially the live and visual Arts, are vital to leavening our culture and bringing the life of God to people. He is married and has a son in college.