Pic and a Poem #27

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 form gives way to form

 symbols and woven pattern

 empty spaces a remembrance

 and a foretelling

 what came before

 and what lies beyond

 the blessing of space

 into which beauty is born

 without emptiness

 there can be no fullness

 consciousness holds thought

 clouds moving through the sky

 fingers chisel shapes that speak

 a primal language

 as a body waits patiently

 to be moved

 and not only moved, danced 

 all things moving toward expression

 turning back toward origin

 thoughts and clouds dissolve

 a dance returns to stillness

 carved stone tapestries

 one day return to earth
 the time is now

 seek out your spaces

 fill them with

 your signature
 to honor the emptiness

 that holds all things

I was looking at this image and appreciating the symmetry and how each shape relied upon the other for its very existence. Then I noticed the empty spaces. What was carved away allows one to see what lies behind, or what lies ahead depending on perspective. I started to write about that and it flowed into this poem about the coming and going of all things. I come back time and time again to this urgency, that the time to live is now, look for the spaces longing to be filled with your unique expression and fill them! What could be more imperative in life than giving your brilliance to the world? Life is so short, it can not wait. Honor the emptiness by decorating it with what you love.