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
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
“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
I will be the willow
And not the hammer
I will be the water
And not the rock
Where there is hate
I will love
Where there is greed
I will give
Love puts the ground under my feet
The skip in my step
The stars in my sky
The hope in my heart
I remind myself
To love and revere every being
Every living thing as if
Each were a god or bodhisattva
Such sweet gift I proffered
To other souls
None taking
The beauty of a flower is
The life it holds
While purpose lives
Not in its petals
On the ground
Arranged so pretty
An artful mound
l saw you like that
From time to time
Brow drawn down
Eyes narrow
Squinting
Arms crossed tightly
Interlocked
A ward
A shield
A wall
A fortress
We’ve gone as fast
As sound and cheetahs
Slowed down time
To see a bullet
Sped it up
To watch grass grow