If I was the song that entered your heart then I was the music of your heart, that you wanted and needed, and thus wilderness bloomed that, with all its followers: gardeners, lovers, people who weep for the death of rivers.
And this was my true task, to be the music of the body. Do you understand? for truly the body needs a song, a spirit, a soul. And no less, to make this work, the soul has need of a body, and I am both of the earth and I am of the inexplicable beauty of heaven where I fly so easily, so welcome, yes, and this is why I have been sent, to teach this to your heart.”
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If I was the song that entered your heart
then I was the music of your heart, that you wanted and needed,
and thus wilderness bloomed that, with all its
followers: gardeners, lovers, people who weep
for the death of rivers.
And this was my true task, to be the
music of the body. Do you understand? for truly the body needs
a song, a spirit, a soul. And no less, to make this work,
the soul has need of a body,
and I am both of the earth and I am of the inexplicable
beauty of heaven
where I fly so easily, so welcome, yes,
and this is why I have been sent, to teach this to your heart.”
red bird by mary oliver
its beautiful,I feel like I am looking through your eyes..
Hey! Sorry to sound the discordant note, but one wants so much more even from your casual work...the poem by Mary Oliver is nicer...!
tell me really how to say the more...i strive perpetually all the time.
Do the more...not say...i was referring to yr drawing...
If the blog is just rough work, then everything goes...but some quality control may be in order!!
i think sketchbooks are like notes..that one chooses to share.
and others contribute..take it ahead..like here, the red bird appeared.
and some day an evolved work shall definitely appear here...
The photographs have disappeared...why?
beautiful :)
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