The sunlight soothes my skin, scent of a green, green land playing in the air.
A bee bumbles past as I lay lazily, brush in hand, stroking the paper into colours.
Words come, unbidden, as the image emerges and my pen pours ink onto the page, spelling out the words, the spell, to capture the feeling.
How words and images reflect each other, like twins, Dionysian movement, Apolline images, dancing together.
I am reminded of Blake, who I have often strived to follow, inspired by the seamless blend of pigment and print.
Walkers wander past, voices loud against the hush of the slow summer which sneaks into my valley. Traffic in the distance, not so far from here, but still worlds away, does not burst the bubble of my beauty-brushed-blessed-being-of-the-moment.
I am here, bathed in light, warming in the sun, warmed from the sun within which feeds on the fuel that is joy. Joy, like a sun in my heart, shining in the light of the sun in the sky, overflowing through my hands and onto the page.
How can I share this moment with you?
I breathe up, a prayer of delight, of gratitude, of beauty.
I talk of sun and warm and light, of joy overflowing and green green grass… and still I wonder, can you feel it?
Can you feel the heat, the flames like liquid gold, pouring out from my heart into beauty, being fed by beauty, a circle of love for the world?
My heart opens and love pours out.
Originally posted on blogspot.
Lay Hoon aka mescrap said:
Hi, thank you for leaving comment in my blog. However, the ATC that you are looking for is swapped out. I only have 1 left …the one with butterfly.