i created the dragon tree on a canvas in the garden of Eden wrapped in vines with leaves shaped like coins and decorated with cones, nuts, and seeds i am the creator of all you see and all that remains a mystery i am the artist, the mystic, creator of the dragon tree
My poem was inspired by today's NaPoWriMo prompt: write a poem based on Bosch's, "The Garden of Earthly Delights" you can find a tour of this amazing work here.
we live in a constant state of creation spiritually, emotionally, physically forever expanding the universe with the simple stroke of an ink pen or paint brush with the utterance of every word the singing of a song the look in our eyes
have you heard them? the speakers? there are too many to count and yet few have been successful in their quest they have come to us in every age on every continent walked and spoke amongst every culture the echo of their words are found in great books ancient writings sadly, their meaning distorted lost listen and you can hear their echo of compassion service cooperation the speakers our teachers imparting wisdom on how to live together serve humanity and the world is anyone listening?
