Monday, June 11, 2012

My Friday Practice

My eyes must close -
rest -
and I breathe -
just my breathing, now,
no movement,
no sound beyond my pulse.

Beautiful, necessary silence.

Wait -wait - breathe and pulse.
The Inner Eye drawing up
globes,
circles of my personal symbols -
colors - impressions - sensations -
images - ideas,
pulsed,
one-by-one,
and oxygenating me again.
The color returns to
my soul, my cheeks, my eyes,
my heart -
collective bloom.

Here is me -
restoring myself
to
my
Self.

06/08/12
[acrylic paint, calligraphy ink, sketch on
white pages paper, Pitt pen,
manila file folder substrate]

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