Rarely do I find myself moved by my own art. But the simplicity of this picture inspired me to write a poem. A poem about everything. I will not say more as I know what these words mean to me as I have passed and come again. I hope you find something with me.
art is often created to evoke emotion. But, with that emotion one can find understanding. Whether it be Clarity in a relationship or a direction in life - the result is beautiful. I suppose you could say... we should never stop scribbling with crayons. This process is entirely necessary in the human condition.
Here is the photo. takem on a calm day you can see the sandy bay bottom topped by shallow water. A reflection of the sky Is painted on the water, thus giving us three elements. Sky, Sea and Sand
From sky to sea and sand, We form in the mold of humanity.
Our reality is a set illusion. Yet unseen, truth surrounds us.
It is a face unknown; it whispers it's form ever so quietly.
Details told by a grain of sand floating in the wind.
With thousands of others, all falling to create patterns anew.
And from the shifting dunes of time, a melody rings out.
The song of all that was and will be. Sung by the unseen face.
Notes leading home when the mold is dusty and broken.
Inside, the warmth of the hearth Comforts an uneasy journey.
And all at once the unseen is understood.
We are the grain of sand, the wind, the sky.
Momentarily dancing as one in a moment in time