My interpretation of magic in the form of art.
Please do spare my childlike spirit of art. But these days I’m very much in the zone of painting.
With the word magic I could think of only this, where the green represents the earth and blue the sky or space. With the tiny specks of blue in one and chunks of greens in the other it represents harmony to me; and, hence magic in harmony.
In the garden, I saw a flower.
Upon walking further, I saw a ladybird clinging to a wild flower.
And then, I thought what could be tiny – the flower or the lady bird or a small insect that I now saw feasting on a green leaf.
But then I thought why ask this question. From somewhere above, the sun too would appear small, the earth too would look smaller and the life in it would appear tiny. From somewhere above we all would look like tiny specks of lights.
…and the shiny chandelier was hanging from the ceiling like thousand pieces of broken stars had been intricately woven into a piece of art that emitted light and showed beauty in them.
Water is the gift of life. But it would be unjust to say so, as water for all the living forms is not only a gift of life but a precious gift of life.
Trying to find its source would be a magical journey.
A journey, that will lead to its end, and only when you’ll reach its end, you’ll realize that it’s only a new beginning.
I tried catching it once, as it ran along the shores but all I got was a slippery eel and wet clothes. So, the next time when it rained I closed it in a glass and froze it.
I liked its white crystal form. I felt proud, that I had tricked and caught some. But as the sun came hard on it, it smiled sparklingly at me and before I could do anything it ran away like a naughty child away from my grip.
Like a million stars;
Wandering in the galaxy.
My soul, an eternal entity;
Has journeyed a thousand times.
And yet, travel ten thousand times more.
When I become one;
Did I learn anything?
Is my quest over, yet?
Or will I travel another mile?
Or will I go on another quest?
Inspired by the weekly photo challenge: Quest
I was at this small lake where I saw many ducks. It seemed, they were having fun… doing what they love doing – swimming. It was nice watching them perform their daily chores with much glee and chuckles.
At one corner, I saw these two fellas performing a wonderful duet. I watched them silently at first, then smiled at whatever they were trying to do and then went for my camera. All work and no play could make anyone dull. So I think, they must have been playing their version of Simon Says. Thanks God! I had my big camera to capture this hilarious moment of my life and a playful moment of theirs.
Flowers and buds;
skies and dove,
all demonstrate purity.
But pure was,
once a soul,
that wore a child’s body.
Like a million birds singing songs of praises,
it laughed happily
and reflected purity.