A Canvas in 3’s (part iii)

But the I that waits,

still elevates, though mind,

beyond matter,

coalescing from infinite, scattering

across the million faceted

soul, fleeing cold.

Escaping from past,

for boldness,

future is now



A Canvas in 3’s (part ii)

Gliding across chaos, space

filling strokes, bitter as tastes

of emotion, flows this ocean.

I see within me,

truly, captivating

in its beauty. Moments

when the waves break

& wash over my heart