Everyday Ink

A angel is extending his (her) wings!  Let it go, or rather,  Let is be! Flying with the luminous light, Crossing the turbulent sea -  Covering the land of sorrow, With you boundless, pure passion! This is a good kind of desire - to be unconditionally kind! Enjoy the new wings, Enjoy the new found space - I don't need to be loud, I just need to be real. Dedicate to dear Sue F., my beloved heart friend.  Wings of Desire, acrylic on paper. 22 x 30 inches Wings of Desire  

I lost my tongue this winter I got very  quiet, sit well,  Stare into the white space a lot. Sometimes I read some newspapers, And the antsy black prints hurt my mind's peace. The world is very, very loud right now: I heard the geese, the squirrels, cars and trains, Human fighting, animal biting. I heard the  snow flaks falling, too. This winter I've gone into  An amazing white land of bliss. Where every color is so vibrant with lights, Even the vulture is in rainbow colors! I heard music of flutes, Flowing as the melting brooks. Ice bumps into each other, dead grass revived, And my heart is warm again. This winter is indeed a good season, And the spring is just around the corner! Let's breathe a little bit - Into the cool air, with our heat and hope. Waiting for Spring, acrylic on wood. 24 x 24 inches Waiting for Spring