Humanity
my fingers let go …
streams of flesh into the helix;
lost – vortex, calls
stillness claims, stains burned onto
red cheeks; I want to believe!
{I do have faith; said Creation, quietly in wait}
Humanity
my fingers let go …
streams of flesh into the helix;
lost – vortex, calls
stillness claims, stains burned onto
red cheeks; I want to believe!
{I do have faith; said Creation, quietly in wait}
An absolutely stunning match of words and image, as always your words are brilliant.
Thank you Benjamin! I was lost in that image for a while, it brought me much peace. 🙂
Finding peace in any way is always a good day.
Agreed! 😀
wowserooples!
Weeewooperfullness! I like your word! 🙂
ahaha! why thankserific!
wonderful!!
Thank you Kimberley!
Just something I needed today. Words that touch the images in my brain. My skin captures the sound they make. I feel them ! Thank you so much.
I am so happy to hear that Wendy! Yes! Just as you describe. I can feel, taste, hear, and see all the textures of words. You too? The images play around with the words in my head, if only I could capture the images through art, alas, I can only grab hold of the words. 🙂 Thank you for your comment I can relate very much!
Yes! Same here… only thing is sometimes I can capture the images in art. Most of the time it’s words as well. Words I borrow from a language that is not even mine. I will keep on reading you. We share the same language.