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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Wednesday, January 7, 2009

Underground Seeds

20" x 24" Acrylic with ink on canvas

It is like seeds dancing from the underground
busting to come loose
the winter has its stir on me
yet I know spring will come
seeds meshing
becoming
into life
living the life of the underground
the cold damp soil
covering me so
with only a soul
to be discovered
shaking off what's no longer needed
to dance
upon the newborn soil
the soil of spring time to come
yet
lying dormant
in the winter
with all the stillness
dampness of a newborn soil
feeling the dampness
feeling the newness
of mud
covering me so
only to reveal
springtime richness
with the dance of the winter
renewing my soul
the seed
what a very good deed
shaping
and harvesting
only what's needed
the dampness
of the darkness
of the winter
renewing our soul
yes
it is good to be alive

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