Undercurrent #2

I think I can safely say that Love is the undercurrent of all things. Thank you, Robert Henri, for posing the question in the first place. (in his book "The Art Spirit")

I don't know if it will make me a better painter though, just knowing that fact. Maybe it will...

This post has been sponsored by the color Green, and the letter C - as in current, creation, compassion.

Love.

Vast.

All this time

I've toed the line

'twixt dark and light

and held the night

to be a place

of barren space

knowing not

that though my thoughts

were dark and dense

and couldn't sense

the starlit calm

it held a balm

as thick as light

though aught was bright

in all the caves

where I have laid

pressed upon

and far from dawn

all the land

of salt and sand

deserts vast

I've ambled past

dried-out bones

and pillow stones

yet in the dark

a gentle spark

illuminates

the one who waits

I always knew

I ran from You

but did not rate

a size so great

that though I ran

toward any land

I'd always run to You

Undercurrent #1

It's amazing to me how the times in which I am the most humbled and desperate in my personal life are also the times in which I connect in the most profound ways with other women.