This Being Human

Ode to Rumi I’m beginning to miss my painting. The broad strokes transforming the canvas. Blending color, Waiting patiently, Relentlessness overriding freedom. Curving straight lines and scraping below. I’m beginning to miss my painting. Yearning to be there in that other half. Dirty loose jeans and stained fingernails. Free and absolutely at peace with Where […]