I'm going to play with pairing some wonderful poems with my paintings. It's a creative act in and of itself for me, and hopefully for all.
The first one I'm choosing was introduced to me by Tiffany Cantrell in her yoga class called, "All My Body Calls" by David Whyte.
All My Body Calls
All my body calls for something in this sleeping earth we call the spirit.
But how from lifted arms where stars run through fingers and the night is like sand do I breathe a fragrance of its wisdom do I call its name or listen to the drops that trickle down to earth and hear life being given not only through the moving hands of the forest but through the hand that reaches in the dark unmoving regions of the chest and uncovers slowly the enormous indistinct shape of the ocean.
~ David Whyte ~