art from the heart

the beauty of landscape

laid bare

to see

revealing fear

shed the bones

of mind

 

and the flesh of magic heals

comedy of terror steals

the embrace of

silent noise

swimming in colour

we pluck 

from the tree of other

 

hands moving in time

to the song of whim

and transpires manifest

giving birth to origin

of now

and then

in between

 

peace and joy

rains down

the slopes of beneath

our reign of ploys

breathing dreams

into our realm

of subjection

 

of silent smile

and quiet ruse

we rush to engage

deception of change

like a leaf fallen

to the soft ground rising

the way is shown