Posted in Art, Poetry

Friendship


friendship
small snippets of truth
spaces of enormous birth
reside within us

Do you paint? What keeps you from moving into that space?

I love the feeling that rises within after I prepare a canvas, select brushes, choose color, and find mood music. The swaying starts small and gradually grows to an elemental storm. Some storms are rather peaceful. Others are torrential downpours. The volume of song can descend until it is barely audible. Or rise to the sky with thunderous echo.

What volume are you currently inhabiting? Will you dare enter that space?

The layers of a painting resemble what is unseen to the eye. This is why one must dive deep into a painting to discover the secrets and mysteries. This painting appears to be unfinished. There very well could be a friendship ii.

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