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Sun breaks the night spells
cast by veils of chiffon and lies.
Satin clouds part to reveal
what darkness hides.
Whisperings of icy breezes
trail over the horizon.
Snow arrives,
reaching into shadows
with fingers of dazzling truth.
But the traveller prefers to
follow trails that lead him to
far and distant promises.
A still pool remains,
reminding any who
care to listen that
secrets more ancient
than they know
lie at the bottom of
her realm.

Creative inspiration?

It must be divine
because
I cannot explain
where it comes
from…

Inspiration,
the view
outside my window

I observe color harmonies,
textures, silhouettes,
and patterns of clouds.

Almost every evening
a new gallery opening appears
in the sky.

In these moments
I marvel at
this beautiful planet
and think how lucky I am
to see as I do.

Sometimes I take pictures
but mostly I try
to absorb the feeling
and memorize details.

I wonder how much
enters into my work,
but mostly
it is not planned.

Art supplies
and tools
inspire me.

I wander the art supply store
noticing everything.

I linger over industrial tools
to see what possible marks
they can make.

In solitude
I lose myself
in my task
to find
joy

~Lunagirl