As day stirs into wakefulness and light,
The artist sees, or maybe feels and knows.
By brick-and-mortar, sky, and cryolite –
The water passing inland as it flows —
The artist sees, or maybe feels and knows?
The process is mysterious and wide —
The water, passing inland as it flows,
Knows how this works, and is not mystified:
The process is mysterious, and wide.
The color in the prism of the mind
Knows how this works and is not mystified,
As freedom flows in circles, unconfined –
The color in the prism of the mind
As day, stirs in to wakefulness, and light:
As freedom flows in circles – unconfined –
By brick-and-mortar, sky, and cryolite
(The photo is of a city called Omis, in Croatia-Dalmatia, and is by a photographer named Landd09. – Owen)
Lovely poem and perfect for today for in spite of iffy weather I’m off to spend the afternoon painting out of doors.
Holly
The artist captures the subject of her piece in ways no one else can, and yet communicates it in a way that makes it so relatable. The mind of an artist is a beautiful enigma, always at work.
Great poem!
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