Painted Poems:The Journey of Painting: One day she will Vanish

Painting takes me

into a space

where stillness blooms
beyond
colors

where the quiet

sings poems from the deep

Where words translate

into a Lullaby
of Creation

where wounds bend into light

and are healed

where love is awake

and I keep falling inside of it

painting is like music

I had never known...

and sound cannot be defined

and the song is like
a hidden bird

... alive in the heart always

Painting is like listening to the Invisible..

Like a secret language... 

I hear it clearly

each time I hold a paintbrush

And time bends and drifts
into an Unknowable Place

and takes me under
a wing

 where all things Once lived,

died

and began again

 In the faces... I see the Infinite

In the eyes I see oneness and connection

They look back at me..

and I feel touched

by the threads
 of my fringed soul

fastening itself....back together again

My heart longs to sleep next to them..

so that I may hear
an Invisible Truth

that has not yet passed through the brush

like a secret ....still sleeping inside the canvas

hoping to awaken it..

so that I too may Become

like  a painting..

disappearing inside of it

so that I may be

immortal..

so that I may be
free
and reborn
 again and again.

So that I may
 one day
v  a  n  i  s  h

and Become Awake and Alive
in All Things.
So that I may too
become the Breath
Living Inside
a painted dream
where the Mists of the Forever
keep me.

~Victoria Pettella~

One Day She will Vanish

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