Healing and growth through intuitive art
I wouldn’t mind
having a big room where
on the clean floor
somewhere farther than the middle
this
will stand
just a line
maybe dark grey
as here
and people will get
a little book
of white thick paper
and a beautiful small collection
of very soft oil crayons
to do anything they want
with color
and I will go away
to sit in the garden
with a cup of
coffee
and infinity
then
people will come to me
with their color works
and we will laugh
like children
on a free day
from school.
The trees brush your window
The trees brush your window
The precipice steals your breath
The cloud calls you to fly with him.
What do you want to do now?
With your morning coffee cup in hand
You let your dreams glide among the trees
To the horizon and beyond.
What do you want to do now?
You know how the trees negotiate their growth
To agree with their surroundings
You know, as you had made them be that way.
What do you want to do now?
The sky
Of sweet air
Always comes to you.
What do you want to do now?
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