So safe, to feel at home next to them.
Relying on their beauty to make an imprint on my soul’s
mind, I relax and bask in their arms.
A laid-back western embrace given through God’s graceful nature.
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Silence penetrating the interior of my mind, helping me to listen intently to omens.
Cautioning every nuance and building towers of sound to proclaim words pounding the pavement of my collective mind.Senses coming alive with the iciness of frost-laden poems, refreshing insides of my imagination.
Reading between notes being played in harmonies of quiet rectitude.
Wanting to describe each note and beat in ways that will connect and coalesce into compositions in the key of E minor.Expressing anger and sadness at the exact same time.
Rushing down I-17 into Phoenix, stress becomes apparent on this crowded thruway.
Ahead, Phoenix beckons with distraught disguises, hidden in smog –filled with rages and brutality.All ingredients of a corrupt city on the edge of extinction.Soon will be gone our easy, laid-back, western environment,if left in the hands of Phoenix government and City Council.How do they feel, I wonder, knowing they’ve ruined our once beautiful natural desert…
Painting pictures with oil paints, colors floating about a canvas. Textures, as artistic strokes turn into soon to be great masterpieces
Savoring painter’s souls in all their depths, quality of life increasing with every one finished.Inspiration portraying every day life set in different aspects and shades of light, depicting human differences with each brush stroke.
Going deeply into processes of thinking, alighting on certain characteristics where patterns are derived.
Totally locating an energy from within, allowing it’s peace to spread itself throughout, without an ounce of doubt to consume me.