Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I love life when I can see it in his eyes
I love life when I can see it in his smile
I love life

and if I wilt beneath the guilt
as heavy lives bear down
and if I sink and swim
and rise to heights
while seasons carry on unmindful
who can blame me
should I cry upon occasion

do I bury it
far beneath the deepest wound
far beneath all light of caring
do I close my eyes
refuse to feel
though it taps me on the shoulder daily
ignore the delicate breath of panting envy
ever wary ever glowing white hot coal
sorrow regrets only the growing old
without your my your my your my
way of knowing
word byte sensation
pounding beating
dancers high on ice
the kind that melts
and leaves bereft the eyes
the hands held tight
to what they never knew
I would that you would resurrect
in heart
in mind
in soul
those
those few moments
of life lived freely

the awkward imbalance
the shimmy and shake
the artful dance
the stepping round and over
an unmistake

regret you
I would as soon
regret me

It is a beautiful poem mousey1. Touching in the fullest sense of the word. For some reason it reminds me of Mother Teresa and this painting by panta rhei:

same as above: acrylics on canvas, ca. 18 x 18 cm, august 2006

this time, playing with a technique of scraping off the paint with a spatula right after painting.

Panta rhei http://www.studioeight.tv/phpbb/viewtop ... c&start=15

I hope panta don't mind me using the image, I should have asked first.

Lovely. Thank-you stillt...and panta too.