Painting Life

Nature's omniscient wisdom
forever stitches corners of life's tapestry.

Just as Monet's emerald spring awaits its calling,
knowing not of slumber’s length,
sun's awakening will forever recharge
anxious ponds of wonderment's struggle.

Fear sometimes destroys…

From the torrent of driving rain released on high
upon canvases preparing below,
one remains aware that even a rose’s thorn-warriors defending petals red
must also embrace summer's tempest unfurled.

For…

Deep beneath a leaf's brush stroke of thanks,
our roots bide time in silent evolution,
knowing storms above are but cosmic tears
nurturing wisdom’s journey to survive.

And…

Like Cézanne's Bend in Forest Road,
our own summer's collage of flowering woods
must fend courageously the maternal warmth
that protects the mind’s cooling nights,
lest we allow idleness to become a frozen darkness.

For…

Even the fittest fall as seedling,
resting long till sun's tireless embrace
burns through another winter's naked cold,
inviting yet more endless seasons to always awaken
nature’s love of mankind,
sharing its rainbow of endless colors…

Such is the sometimes hesitant artist in us all,
merely waiting to be born.