The Night used to speak to me of solitude and abundance, of a time for freedom and escape. Now though, that is gone, and it is the day and it's life to which I gravitate. The day is now my muse, it's heat and love, the embrace of it's blessed time that I have missed for so long.
Inspiration is the flutter of a heartbeat as the soul reaches out to touch the mind.
Creativity is the mind responding to the soul's touch, with an intimate embrace.
Art is the mind, heart and soul combining to let themselves truly shine and that divine light of creation is what we see, and what inspires us, in our own fluttering heartbeat, to continue creating.
The Night used to speak to me of solitude and abundance, of a time for freedom and escape. Now though, that is gone, and it is the day and it's life to which I gravitate. The day is now my muse, it's heat and love, the embrace of it's blessed time that I have missed for so long.
Inspiration is the flutter of a heartbeat as the soul reaches out to touch the mind.
Creativity is the mind responding to the soul's touch, with an intimate embrace.
Art is the mind, heart and soul combining to let themselves truly shine and that divine light of creation is what we see, and what inspires us, in our own fluttering heartbeat, to continue creating.