Sometimes Heart Dances

  Sometimes and then others… an aching stone a vibrating tessellating gravity a thick beating pane cracking glass for nought but a thought of something easier blue sighing and it falls feather quality quill first softly splitting spilling shattering    

Thoughts Become Things!

  a flare in the mind, a surge through the  heart, a movement a mark,  a warm tongue without words and pigment coats eager fingers. Water cuts through mountains, a creature, a creative, a volcanic eruption…. Inspiration is my lover.   Hello everyone, I AM EXCITED to share with you my latest major creation The Art Of Kundalini Inspirational Card

even breath offers hope

  no matter the jubilant ribbons that string from me or strike in desperate sheets of seething frustration it sticks like a lion to the golden ground present strong worthy it sings, this blind thing, like a sword stripping notes from the sky blossoms falling slowly begging touch sweet lopping of heads a silver screen,