Wednesday, April 28, 2010

with eyes that know the darkness in my soul....

Starry, starry night.
Paint your palette blue and grey,
Look out on a summer's day,
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills,
Sketch the trees and the daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills,
In colors on the snowy linen land.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry, starry night.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
Swirling clouds in violet haze,
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
Colors changing hue, morning field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they did not know how.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you,
But still your love was true.
And when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night,
You took your life, as lovers often do.
But I could have told you, Vincent,
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
How you suffered for your sanity,
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen, they're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will...

~Don McLean



i sit.....
wrapped in a blanket....
under this gorgeous moon...
the twinkling light of a thousand stars...
humming this song...
with the background music...
of crickets...
and night birds....
and i am smitten
by the beauty
of this night.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

the sound of water

"you will always find an answer
in the sound of water"
~ chuang tzu

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

kitty litter heaven.....


six yards of mulch........i've died and gone to kitty litter heaven......

Sunday, April 11, 2010

nature's graffiti


"weeds are nature's graffiti."
~Janice Maeditere


remembering the innocence
of tiny parachutes
cast across the yard
with a mighty
blow

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

circles never end

"if you love someone
put their name in a circle
because hearts can be broken
but circles never end"
~unk

Sunday, April 4, 2010

windows of the soul


"to look into the eyes of someone beholding beauty
is to look through the windows of the soul
anytime we catch a glimpse of soul
beauty is there
anytime we catch our breath
and feel.... "how beautiful!"
the soul is present"

~Jean Shinoda Bolen

a glimpse into the window of anne's soul.......
beautiful person
beautiful artist
...beautiful

a cup of blessing........

"never lose an opportunity of seeing anything that is beautiful
for beauty is God's handwriting
a wayside sacrament
welcome it in every fair face
in every fair sky
in every flower
and thank God
for it as a cup of blessing"


~ralph waldo emerson

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Friday, April 2, 2010

journey with a soaring spirit


"let your mind start a journey thru a strange new world
leave all thoughts of the world you knew before
let your soul take you where you long to be
close your eyes
let your spirit start to soar
and you'll live
as you've never lived before."

~ erich fromm


still journeying to where i'm supposed to be....

namaste

Thursday, April 1, 2010

the flame bowed.....
















i gaze upon this group
of women
in a circle
illuminated
by candle flame
these awe inspiring artists
their creative energy
whispers
my name
joined by the web
of our stories
these amazing entities
a pack
now
witnessing this wonder
the flame
bowed