Velvet White

 

sometimes

the nipping is intolerable

the mind arches in

its cauldron of

molten manipulation

agony

but the warrior

wreathed in jasmine

slides into place

and touches the heart

with the tip of her silver sword

manifesting love

I am granted respite

amongst the velvet white

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Published by The Silver Poet

I AM a little spark in the sea of conscious awareness. I am passionate about bringing the concept of freedom of expression into the forefront of our one mind and a keen awareness of personal power to the hearts of little children everywhere. I exist to express!

44 thoughts on “Velvet White

    1. it was cathartic, there will be a few more on the war between personal need for drama and and acceptance of peace in the coming weeks i think … I’m glad you love that painting, she’s rolled up in my studio somewhere still I think… I am about to create a little ebook about Kundalini awakening …or body spirit integration as I like to think it probably is in which I will use a lot of the swirly colourful paintings I have been making so she’ll have to come out for air and to get her professional photo taken soon…..

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  1. I am in love with this post! The words and the painting – I want to hug them and hold them close. Really breathtaking – thank you!

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