Keep Falling From Nearness to Nearness
We should all be a plummeting stone…
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Into the Hands of Your Heart
I yearn to belong to something, to be contained, In an all-embracing mind that sees me…
In A Single Breath
And in that moment, I fell in Love all over again…
I Will Always Lean My Heart
My lips rush to you and need to befriend your blushed cheek…
I Am Sweetly Rolling Against Your Walls and Your Shores
I am rioting at your door; I am spinning in midair like golden falling leaves trying to win your glance…
Exposed on the Cliffs of the Heart
Open your Heart fully, stand on the precipice, sacrifice it all…
Drumbeat
Connecting to your beating heart…
Closing the Door of Separation
We’re closing the door of separation, and are letting in the dawn.
Cities Of the Sun
The stone still held the heat of the day deep within
Beyond the Cliffs
When I jumped, I flew. And I flew for awhile.
Choosing To Trust
I look at myself and see the fertile soil of life under my nail beds
Bear the Sacred Edge
There is something holy deep inside of you that is so ardent and awake…
As You Mount the Hidden Tide
All the hemispheres in heaven are sitting around a fire chatting…
As You Chase Them Away
Pulled back from a world not our own
The Healing Power of Art
Connecting with something greater than ourselves…
A Simple Turning
I travel willingly into the deepest caverns & in the darkest shadows
A Sense of Grace
Where we ponder how time could disappear from us like a raindrop hitting the surface of the ocean…
A Lover’s Glance
Now an Open and Empty Vessel, You fill me until I overflow
A Heart Stained Dark With Love
“The Yogi comes along in his famous orange. But if inside he is colorless, then what?”
“Moth’s Dance”
18″ x 18″
Inventory #1020
Acrylic on Canvas
Elizabeth Weber 