Trust Love to Kill You
Break me as a cup of wine against a rock!
Why drink from me when the whole vineyard is waiting?
You have made of love a hunter
And in the anquish of seeking
The quarry has become you
When that arrow releases and finds your heart
Let yourself die
Then with Beloved shall be caught up
In soul’s trillion drops of rain
One wick burning in the rising
you have a fantastic Gift
The title, poem, drawing – sublime! I am so curious how you created that drawing of the human form (but so much more) in the drawing…Thank you for sharing your beautiful gifts!
The painting above here and also the painting in
my “Craving” poem blog are examples of rorschach
inkblots,,,,ink simply blotched onto one side of a piece
of art paper and then folded
down the middle, the resulting inkblot is symmetrical
and can be used to create the central piece for a
painting. I have been given some amazing images with
this technique, quite by accident one could say, OR
perhaps one could also surmise that a more quantum
process happened between artist and the zero point
field. The following poem, with very limited words
tries to explain the process:
Whale Angel
whales needed an angel
and this is how now I know:
my blank canvas
became the receiving apparatus
into the universe tuned
where all potential lies
ready and waiting within
quantum field zero point
information waves flowing
to the still mind
from that sea artist listening
within that sea whale songs
waiting for the listener
the blank canvas the receiver
of potential seeking resonance
the listener was waiting
the desire was flowing
the answer sought by whale songs
to know through creation
the synchronistic compassion
the paint on the blank canvas
emerging with the songs of whales
in seeming chance and accident
the whale angel rising
resonates with paint and canvas
with artist and whale song
resonate in that quantum sea
……………in the end ~ still mysterious!
Well, that is more explanation and mystery at the same time than I could have ever imagined! You have found a vein, or are riding the current and sharing in words and images the nameless…how wonderful. In the act of opening to creation through this vessel, I have come to experience timeless flow and bliss, at times. Heart bow to you for the sharing!xmarga
Yes! Excellently described! Thank you! For me a metaphor of our very Lives as a work or art, if you so will, a “creating” as a verb rather than creation as a noun. Beautiful!
With Mystery on our Way together in the experience of Creating ~
Tomas
such powerful words and amazing images. Love the line, “YOu have made of love a hunter” excellent work!
Beautiful, and after reading it I was hit with the thought, your pen shares the ink of Rumi’s.
Wow , This is really Amazing
Thanks for sharing your beingness.
You know, I find much in common in the way you see. Sensual poetry and rapture-making. Beautiful and tender these demands are.