Tag: beauty

Line and Texture, Colour and Form

I love the way
Line and texture
Colour and form
Collaborate

I love to follow the arc
Luxuriate in the sensation
Experience the emotion of tone
Map out the journey of my eye
Through the continents of shapes

Beauty

Sometimes
I bring up this image
Just so the line of Buddhas
Can remind me of compassion
And the vibrant colours
Embolden my will for passion

The wind blows hard
Straight up the sound
Where whitecaps roll
Against the tide

The scene reminds
Of days gone by
The stormy times
The years I lost

Blown well off course
Blown all to hell
But I rowed back
Against the swell

I’m too blue for you
I said
All dusky hues
And failing light

“Don’t worry, love”
Was her reply
“I’ll stay with you
This long dark night

“When comes the morn’
You’ll see sun rise
As you look
Into my eyes

Love beckons
Like a cool dip
In a calm lake
On a hot summer day

Love puts the ground under my feet
The skip in my step
The stars in my sky
The hope in my heart

Into this landscape of death
They deliver their dead
So the living can remember
Keeping the dead alive

Sage and grass
In endless waves
Blue sky clouds
Race the sun

While I sit
High upon the hilltop
Feeling the breeze
Wash over me

The quality of an experience

Is not proportioned
By the difficulty of obtaining it

But is informed
By the quality of attention I offer it

There can be extraordinary magic
In even the darkest clouds

The love and reverence
Of gods and bodhisattvas
Elevates art and architecture
Creating glorious beauty
Magnificent engineering

I remind myself
To love and revere every being
Every living thing as if
Each were a god or bodhisattva