Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Splendor!
in or out of the grass ...

barely have eye ever seen
anything more beautiful
even in my wildest dream
nature trumps everything
and bows down to no one
or no thing
but to make it all possible

tea is ready
and the grass shines
enthusiastic
in the boring afternoon

an angelic being
with unwavering gaze
saying...
"Look! Look!
the tea is ready,
let's sip some
and enjoy our wild dreams ..."

white feathers
spread to fan
our vision,
open to create
an arc in our
mind's eye!
regal splendor
captivates!

she is a burlesque
dancer! she walks
with grace! she
commands
the stage in a
pearl peacock
costume!

all fanfare attracts
all awe holds us there
yet one lone truth remains

face it

ah yes
a fool's lament
i saw a spider's web
so beautiful
a tripod symmetrical
three fans so perfect in dimension
strettched out into space
three pillars of zen
i took pics
laughed and bowed was
later taken by zen sweeping and
zen raking and as i I was raking leaves
I suddenly realised
i had walked through the perfect splendor of that intricate web
and had torn and ripped it asunder.

i sit innocent
with my minimalist chores
and concerns
almost Swiss
yet somehow more charming
and tempting
lost in Patagonia.
i'm facin it baby
oh yeah