Monday, June 9, 2014

Clean

The silence and quiet of moving grass slowly, notes of breeze in the summer afternoon and palms...rooting sands to not fade into the Selidor bay. A slow and moderate change of giving up, not to inner creativity and sharing but to the pressure of events and deadlines. With the beloved FF one past me now I await only the 7th sin: a seventh anniversary already too close. Where did the time go? Flooded with thoughts and emotions of a long journey, inside and outside, of living in the extremes, of giving up, of chosen discomfort to toughen my scales, I embrace this year of rebirth as a shining opportunity for not to be a new beginning, rather a mindful and aware continuation of what was, is and will be. So the summer is here again, my second in this 2014, and I like the smell of air, the taste of sea salt and feel of bleeding hands working the dirt. I like the open horizon of ideas and things to do, because the plate is soon to be clean and I will be free to enslave myself again into the ocean of art.
I'll be here. 

 


3 comments:

Yman said...

Nice music but where are the dances .....!

Breezy Carver said...

indeed spectacular Music for a most creative mind .. Breathe Alia you so deserve a rest and break but most of all thank you for not forgetting we ...:-) Fair Winds .........xox

Skye Fairywren said...

Gives Alia a couple of bandages for his bleeding hands (yuck!). Thanks for all your hard work, Alia! Looking forward to the next thing - and DO enjoy your summer! <3 ~ Skye (McLeod) Fairywren :-)