Sunday, April 29, 2012

Shape and Motion

This painting was inspired by a beautiful poem that I came across this week:

Shape and Motion One
by Martin Carter

I was wondering if I could shape this passion 
just as I wanted in solid fire.
I was wondering if the strange combustion
of my days
the tension of the world inside of me
and the strength of my heart were enough.

I was wondering if I could stand as tall
while the tide of the sea rose and fell.
If the sky would recede as I went
or the earth would emerge as I came
to the door of the morning locked against 
the sun.

I was wondering if I could make myself
nothing but fire, pure and incorruptible.

If the wound of the wind on my face
would be healed by the work of my life
or the growth of the pain in my sleep
would be stopped in the strife of my days.

I was wondering if the agony of years
could be traced to the seed of an hour.
If the roots that spread out in the swamp
ran too deep for the issuing flower.

I was wondering if I could find myself
all that I am in all I could be.
If all the population of stars 
would be less than the things I could utter
And the challenge of space in my soul
be filled by the shape I become.

I'm a little late but I'm sharing this with Paint Party Friday.

I hope you all have a wonderful week!


craftattack said...

This is sooooooooo beautiful, words and painting! Hugs, Valerie

Martin said...

A wonderfully pondering poem and a dreamy-cloudy (icy?) painting. Enjoy your week too : )

kristin maynes said...

That's just beautiful!! Your art is so peaceful and inviting. Thanks for sharing. Happy PPF!

Bill said...

This is so ethereal and has such beautiful colors. The poem is fascinating to read while viewing your painting.

Lori Saul said...

A wonderful poem set to your beautiful swirling art piece- it has a spiritual feel to it!

sjor said...

Just lovely!

mx said...

Very beautiful. Love the combination of your art and the poem. They interpret each other so well!

Christine Krauss said...

Sweet serenity Pam. Both your painting and the beautiful poem fill my senses with tranquility. Lovely, as always. I hope that your sis is doing better. I think of you both so often. Love and hugs, Christine

Sunshineshelle said...

Oh... powerful... & delicate, now I love that combo!