sculpted by thoughts unspoken
the piece slowly took form abstract
mold unbroken until time had passed
shaped by certainty and constant wonder
met in fear filled hope
when stepping back to consider
what had formed in fate unknown
and age became the artists tool
the finished work so close to ending
finally revealed to reflect as viewed.
Submitted: December 31, 2021
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Life is a consistent white canvas, it waits for us to fill the colors as time goes on... What we have is a better and skillful hand, with more colors, to decide what and how to move the brush and make the strokes. Nice reflection.
Fri, December 31st, 2021 10:39pm
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So true Derina...thank you for a lovely comparison to the piece.
Sun, January 9th, 2022 3:23pm
When you reach old age it's time to reach out for enlightenment! Just send me some money and I'll show you how to reach ultimate BLISS! After all one is not capable of anything else! Happy new year LE!
Sat, January 1st, 2022 3:17am
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Reach for enlightenment in whatever way it works for you! Happy 2022 tom.
Sun, January 9th, 2022 3:25pmFacebook Comments
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Bravo! Bravo! I'm in my 50's and looking back,present and future, (hopefully). Think I would considered my life if it was done by a painter would either be by Pablo Picasso, or Jackson Pollack.
Fri, December 31st, 2021 9:20pmAuthor
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An abstract personality! Terrific 88! Thank you for your comment.
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