Friday, March 6, 2015

The Bridge That Crosses Over Time

The bridge that crosses over time
stands on a solid
two dimensional ground
unperturbed
by its sundry earthy desires ---
time flies
river runs
bridge remains, and
embraces


Painting by Marc Gosselin

Light

God said: Let there be light ---
but the Sun hesitated
it shone on somewhere all the way through,
created scenery with depth; but in somewhere else
it went only half way, illuminated
partial space, thus the bird-like
creatures - the kind that are sensitive to light,
were forever confused
about whether to fly up high
or to remain on a flat, yet
not so solid
ground

Thursday, March 5, 2015

Village

A spontaneously painted village 
is a conscious touch
over an absentminded
valley ---
wisps of smoke wind along
pond reflects, like a wide open eye
oh, landscape is just awakened
so am
I

Life

life, by design
is confined within limited
dimensions, yet
imagination strives 
to go beyond
disregards the eternal torment of
irresolution
between the comfort of
confinement and
freedom of
uncertainty

February Sky

February sky
opaque, like a piece of
frayed canvas,
stretched silently
behind an old stone bridge - 
underneath
weeping water runs 
for
centuries