For anyone who has made friends with art, everything is hyperbolic. The way we look at the insignificant things unfolding in our lives, the idealism we engulf in often, the need to take trivial matters, ideas or thoughts and expand them in our minds, twirl and stretch them, and look at everything from countless perspectives. … Continue reading Art and Love
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Moonlight
Yesterday, I dipped my finger in the moonlight and painted my name on the sky of your soul.Your trees sprang to life under its glow and I could feel you smiling quietly behind the closed curtains of your eyes. My name bears the history of my disappointments and joys, the seemingly endless roads toward myself … Continue reading Moonlight
Purging
For those who have been on a spiritual path, the "Dark night of the Soul" is a term that they might not only be familiar with but also an experience that has defined the rest of their lives and the way they relate to the world and themselves. The most challenging and demanding energetically, emotionally, … Continue reading Purging
What a dance is life!
I can smell home. I can see it with my heart's eye. Old moments, scents, conversations. Warm embraces. Christmas, Easter, funerals, and weddings. All together. Mingled, swirling in my chest like a torch.All the sunset skies my eyes have witnessed, the fervor of the late dances. The brandy and winemaking. The corn fields, my grandmother's … Continue reading What a dance is life!
What We Can Not Say
"I wanted to ask you and tell you not one thing, but a thousand. And while I couldn't do that, the talking did not end there; it kept on going in my mind for what seemed like years, and it feels as if there is no longer day and night in my life. I keep … Continue reading What We Can Not Say
Ennui
"I have succumbed to ennui and desperation," he says in a low voice."I can hear everything that you are not saying, and the only thing I can do is stare at you with the hopelessness of a man who is about to die.I must have loved you in a thousand lives, else, how would my … Continue reading Ennui