Thursday, March 22, 2007

vibrating


As if to tease on fingertips of grass a slice of colour yellow like the sun about to explode into colour.


Crescendo of sound expressed in the vibration of a round metal disc engineered to emit a certain perfection life in a metaphor as god sits in the corner and vibrates too, to the groove of the creation.


the voice

made manifest by
intentional mind focus
unspoken language

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

love the newness of the spring colors of the bud and grass tips. rather refreshing.

~ James

7:51 PM  
Blogger dave said...

yeah i dig that grass tip!

8:44 AM  

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