Rebirth in the Time
of the Summer Solstice
in the shadow of the
full moon an eruption of energy crows black as night gather
bees swarm sweet
roses bloom a fury of activity
where earth and
oceans meet the artist sweeps the canvas clean adds new paint
colors chosen by the
light of the shimmering morning star without reason or logic
the scent of
honeysuckle fills the air butterflies flutter by on colorful wings
ideas are
boiling bubble over a rise to extraordinary inspiration
the heart opens the
artist discovers a new way of looking at the world
the thorns have been
removed from the roses it is a time of a new era of human history
night is left
behind there is a ripple upon the still pond the creatures of the mud
kingdom emerge
outrage, grief, fear
and strife are left behind unification of mind, body and spirit
there is a huge
potential for ingenious insight love rules the land
no longer the
thief now the creator in the temple of his own studio
open your mind it
is a time of rebirth the muse awaits your return
June 19, 2016
4 comments:
Such energy and excitement here Annell - buzzing like sweet honey bees purposeful as the butterfly's day.. The blank canvas holds much promise and perhaps the best art comes not from reason or logic but from these fluttery magical happenings..
I wish this artist would come soon. This world looks too much like Picasso's Guernica for me.
You certainly know that moment and detail it well. As the artist rises, we rise with her,
Elizabeth
I love the rush of excitement, the new colours, the energy. It is just this sort of inner shift that makes hope possible - "love rules the land"...........such a welcome message, especially at this time.
Post a Comment