poetry

I am rioting at your door; I am spinning in midair like golden falling leaves trying to win your glance…

Open your Heart fully, stand on the precipice, sacrifice it all…

Connecting to your beating heart…

We’re closing the door of separation, and are letting in the dawn.

The stone still held the heat of the day deep within

There is something holy deep inside of you that is so ardent and awake…

When the Heart leans against another, and is safely held…

All the hemispheres in heaven are sitting around a fire chatting…

Pulled back from a world not our own

Connecting with something greater than ourselves…

This painting is still available for sale, and was inspired by a poem written by Hafiz. From the collection, Drunk on …

Where we ponder how time could disappear from us like a raindrop hitting the surface of the ocean…

Now an Open and Empty Vessel, You fill me until I overflow