Creating A Divine

Painting. Breathing. It’s all the same to her.

The portraits and landscapes show all the world.

Her eyes are the light and shades of dark.

Shadows cast upon the trees. Illuminating what we see.

She captures all these nuances in every brush stroke that she breathes.

Painting from her heart. The world she always sees.

Broken Brand New

The cup has shattered.

Pieces all around.

The tiny shards, like diamonds,

 sparkle on the ground.

Walking inside to find a broom.

The light reflects off the pictures in his room.

Mosacis of all shapes and sizes.

Scattered on the walls.

Every single one of them once broken

from a fall. A shattered, broken piece of something

he used in daily life. Now a different kind of use.

The pieces bring merriment and delight.

He smiles as he is sweeping the pieces off the ground.

He has a new project. A new creation has been found.