Inside wondrous scenes of Gia, He stands.
Brush in hand, intent
and breath focused
Magical mysteries unfold,
as inside ritual of passions
eyes open with the freedom to create.
He stands,
as paint becomes tool like in-cents
permeating the moment
in sacred ceremony.
The Art becomes a living entity in nature.
Dancing steps a celebration
Paint a prayer whispered.
Each stroke revels a closeness
inside Gods presence as if angels push brush.
Each stroke merges with landscape
as hours melt away and time stops.
A feeling of oneness overpowers
where paint becomes life blood
and landscape becomes alive.
Model is infused in nature
as paint becomes skin
to echo visions grand.
And as passions to creation develop,
He becomes like wild cat
roaming wilderness to capture an image
An image where He plays so reality fades
and fantasy tickles senses.
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 1:47 PM UTC
Inside wondrous scenes of Gia, He stands.
Brush in hand, intent
and breath focused
Magical mysteries unfold,
as inside ritual of passions
eyes open with the freedom to create.
He stands,
as paint becomes tool like in-cents
permeating the moment
in sacred ceremony.
The Art becomes a living entity in nature.
Dancing steps a celebration
Paint a prayer whispered.
Each stroke revels a closeness
inside Gods presence as if angels push brush.
Each stroke merges with landscape
as hours melt away and time stops.
A feeling of oneness overpowers
where paint becomes life blood
and landscape becomes alive.
Model is infused in nature
as paint becomes skin
to echo visions grand.
And as passions to creation develop,
He becomes like wild cat
roaming wilderness to capture an image
An image where He plays so reality fades
and fantasy tickles senses.
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