Through the fire

You are laying,

I'm painting your body,

the lines of your long fingers,

the tips of your hair,

your shaped nose...

You are dreaming,

I'm painting your dreams,

your fears,

your passions,

your hopes,

your breath...

Struggles of an artist:

How to split water?

How to hold wind?

How to preserve smell?

How to soften wood?

How to see through smoke?

How to paint fire?

How to stop the pain?

How to stay in one place?

How to accept things as they are?

How to let go?

How to paint fire?

How to paint fire?

How to paint fire?

it won't stand still

it won't stop moving

it won't let me catch it

it won't let me touch it

it whispers softly in my ears

enchants my eyes

           and my mind...

I'm meditating,

I'm done painting.