The Art of Life

Blues, oranges, pinks

Flowing from the vast sky

Leaking their beauty

Into the reflection

All around

The universe

Wrapping its arms around

Colors morphing into being

Deciding to fully embrace

This illustrious feeling

Setting off

Towards the place

Where sky meets the earth

A magical scene

An enchanting moment

Where co-existing together

Is not a pipedream

Rather, a reality

Entangling in love

Choosing presence

Desiring nothing more

Wanting only

For the wearied soul

To experience

Peace and rest

Feeling what it means

To be seen and loved

Rejuvenating acceptance

Enrapturing delight

Soul vibrating elation

Awakening the

River within

Causing a gush

Of eternal movement

Readjusting the course

Of life

With the fresh

Waters guiding

The way

Into a new land

One aplenty

With purpose

And lung-filling sighs

The flowing

Of child-like emotions

As if exiting

From the womb

For the first time

Unexplored existence

Bubbling over

Cutting the cord

Into the way

Of the

Blues, oranges, pinks

Rick Ellsmore

4.12.19