Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Garden Painting

There are no rules, no order to things,

nothing translated, nothing to say.


No loss of meaning, no meaning at all.




Not hindered by history


nor confinement of words


No unnecessary things.




Nothing to remember,


nothing that is lost.


No thing to be found.


Red because I like it and choose it

and want it to be. Green because you expect it in a garden

So it will always be there.

Black is what is missing and will never appear.




4 comments:

Barbra Joan said...

Jerry, very intense post today. Am I following you? I think so, I see my name on your followers list. Am I understanding this ?
well let me go read it again.

stonepost said...

it is only saying "to be" is enough. that is all.

T.K. said...

Hello,

Just stopping by to let you know I have chosen your blog for the "Living Your Purpose" blog award. From what I have seen you have and are doing just that. I hope you will accept.

In order to accept you will have to stop by my blog to pick up the award for your blog and to find out how to pass it on to other bloggers you feel are living their purpose.

Congrats!

Maundering mutterer said...

Very poetic, and a lovely painting! You always inspire. Congrats on your award. I'm to pass one on, and since you've already got one here, it'll go to your other blog - unless someone else gets there first!