On the river of me
The sun here and there,
The trees, the fields, the lakes,
Some grass, some earth,
A friend, a flower,
A cloud, a bird, a song
And the longing in my heart
As I float
On the river
Of me.
Posts Tagged 'trees'
376. On the river of me
Published May 4, 2025 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual Leave a CommentTags: bird, earth, heart, lakes, me, river, song, trees
329. Magnetic fields of the mind
Published February 19, 2021 energy , evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth Leave a CommentTags: ancient, choice, clay, magnetic, mind, thing, trees, truth
The mind creates magnetic fields
Within what do they live?
They live in the truth
The truth is everywhere
And it is the only thing
That cannot be destructed
Therefore
It is not a thing
Trees grow from the earth
They eat the earth and drink water
They soak the sun
They breath the air
Like us
The earth and water are
The sun is
The air is
Products of the ancient mind
And are influenced by my own
Current mind
My mind
Is a traveling choice maker in infinity
Using the old truth
As clay
To be shaped with imagination
Hey
Everything is me!
324. My old brother sits in the room of our childhood
Published December 2, 2020 dream , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts Leave a CommentTags: chldhood, infinity, inside, memories, trees
My old brother sits in the room of our childhood
The trees in the yard
Move slightly in the wind
Inside of his body
The clouds, one big one small
Throw a ball between them
A picture that he made one summer
Still hangs
And every step that he took
Upon the reddish earth of the village
Has left a clear imaginary mark
In the infinity that he is.
309. With no intention
Published December 11, 2018 evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , letting go , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts Leave a CommentTags: agitation, endlessness, fly, full, heavy, intention, open, trees, upward
The lines say don’t
Please do not come here
We will fight against you
The wine says full
Says wet
Says heavy
The green says upward
Home and trees
The white says open
Free and fly
All things are watching me
But the bird is eying endlessness
With no intention.
297. A flying cow
Published July 15, 2018 evolving , healing , identification , Intuition , letting go , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , The world of thoughts , Truth Leave a CommentTags: black and blue, dark cow, earth, foot, land, trees, way
A reading of the drawing:
Bye…
I’m on my way folks
With a horse’s head, with a bandaged foot
Stepping off my pedestal
While trees still give away their leaves
To the barren earth
Don’t think too much, land
Allow the dark cow jump off and fly
The black and blue will disappear
In time.
Note:
I am not leaving the blog. This is just a reading of a passing mood as it presented itself in the drawing. You can read the drawing too, in your own way, and it will be true for you. It is fun.
Here are some of my interpretations of the poem’s lines:
Horse’s head – intuition
Bandaged foot – Still hurts
Trees giving away their leaves to the barren earth – Everything continues
Barren earth – not real
Don’t think too much – An advice to the people, made of earth
Allow the dark cow jump up and fly – observe from beyond the thoughts, and the cows will fly
The black and blue will disappear – All wounds will heal.
In time – Only in time can anything heal. Where there is no time, there are no wounds.
253.About the stones
Published January 10, 2017 evolving , healing , identification , Infinite space , Inner light , Intuition , making art , meditation , perception , Physical and non physical , Reading art , Spiritual , Truth Leave a CommentTags: arising, body, drawing, fall, flight, heavy comfort, impossible, innerspace, loose, peace, starts, Stones, tearing apart, trees, Uprooted
The big stones
That were uprooted
That were torn away
From their heavy comfort
The loose stones
That everybody fears
Know already
Even as they slowly turn
And are about to fall
With a thump
The peace
That will be here next.
The tree and the stones
Are closer to my eyes
That are in the body
My imagination
Takes flight
Disconnecting from the body
And the earth
The flight takes place in inner space
Which fills up with joy
And this is what
Creates the drawing.
Arising from the plain
Stones and dust
Become stars
Where am I going?
Why am I tearing myself
Apart
Which is impossible
Anyway?
242. What do you want to do now?
Published October 2, 2016 Intuition , making art , perception , Reading art , Spiritual 1 CommentTags: air, cloud, coffee, dreams, horizon, negotiate, precipice, surroundings, sweet, trees, want
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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