The Spaces in Between unseen treasures discovering her old artwork touching textural marks ~ I’m here opening my heart embracing spirits I’m listening ~ Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
Open. Embracing. Listening. Perfect!
words as delicate
as passing butterfly wings
heard in memory
Held also in the embrace of spirits…
Beautiful, artistic poetry.
we feel layers of harmony or dissonance
in the spaces between
where love dwells all the same
all the same
fragile as a wing
migrating to a butterfly garden
birthing orange monarchies
blooming delicate possibilities
The title reminds me of this song I love. xx
keeps us coming back
Lovely writing, thoughts and picture! <3
Your poem reminds me of art and writing I found after my Mum an Dad died. It’s amazing what people create, and then put away, as if it’s not much at all. But it means a lot, when they are no longer there. So much can be spoken from art.
So, is this something you found recently, or were shown?
seeing this artwork
from back in
WoW / Great