Art-full Wood Beauties
....my passion for wood,
is the evident re-turning of a souls imagination,
that has seen into the grains of all good,
having declared there is a place of spirit knowing no-limitation….
....my place of substance comes from before my beginning,
and as i am now played out before the eyes of other’s,
so also will be the moments of my endless giving,
while ages roll past as i am drawn into the eternal ether’s….
....and then there came the day of my dawning grace,
where finding myself still in the driver’s seat,
i cast a look around to see if any-one was out of place,
so one might imagine my surprise when the other’s alleged to driver’s in the backseat….
....and then as I was walking a waunder’s path, I caught a glimmer of a smile, in the faces of these, who were out enjoying a bask in the sun….
....and so it wasn’t long, before I started splashing colors across the landscapes of all my dreaming moments, while also listening, to the laughter that comes from knowing joy-full contentment….
....and then came my awakening from where I was sitting, sitting and dreaming of what and where I had been, so tossing my head back from the cramps of sitting upright, I knew twas time to go back up and do some work….
You all have a ‘very good’ day as I’m off to work at playing in the fields of the gods….
”....those other’s tried to tell me that i could not play in their playing field, unless i sub-scribed to their set of rules, ha!....i said those set of rules where sat breeding spudder’s of boredom, and so i started drawing from my imagination of scriber’s dreams as i was enhanced by visions of art-full ‘wood art’….”
-- --frank, NH, http://rusticwoodart.tumblr.com/