I love being in a place
Where creativity thrives
Where paint and passion
Offer more vibrance and colour
Than nature’s grandest sunsets
I love being in a place
Where creativity thrives
Where paint and passion
Offer more vibrance and colour
Than nature’s grandest sunsets
The new obscures the old
The old shines through the new
A temporal collage
Of overlapping insights
Expressions, realizations
Hoping, in the end
The sum of it all
Creates some enduring meaning
I have just the small talent
To capture in image
And evoke in word
An incomprehensible
Perfection
I seek the frame
In which destruction’s beauty
Can be seen
With light and mass
We shape the world
For beauty’s sake
I love the way
Mind renders lines
To pleasure me
Blogs
Scripts
Software
Relationships
Meticulously
Passionately
Obsessively
Lovingly
No, the words are there
They are always there
But I cannot hear them
Cannot see them
And so the world seems grey
Sounds like white noise
The guileless hum
Of a refrigerator
The misty grey
Becomes a canvas
On which I create worlds
I discover anew
The creativity of humanity
As we strive for the divine
Artist and creator
Of worlds fantastic
And unimagined
By lesser gifts, as mine