one from the stash

I've been painting all day...working on this landscape that seems like it will never quite reach the point of being finished- I always see something else I want to do.  Being in this artsy mode, I decided to sift through my huge stash of poems...I found one that seems to encapsulate everything I've been painting, so I thought I'd share.  As for interpreting, I'll leave that up to you!

Reflection

Midnight black against a sunrise red,

And all shades in between

Turn the empty eye of meaning

Into something that sees through

The feeling of nature’s love.

Looking in,

I see the blades of grass

Separately bent as to

Reveal a deeper dimension-

A flower here and there

Sparks different emotions-

They teach the oldest child

The sunshine’s cheer

As they humbly smile-

Even in rain.

They teach the heartless soul

The meaning of love-

As room is always left

For the most neglected weed.

I see the never-ending sky

As it tries to hide behind the clouds-

But the clouds are always on their way

To bring shade to someone else’s life.

Between this boundless world

And the heart with which I look-

I see myself-

Searching to bring life

To those who have never breathed,

Thriving on hope,

Becoming meaningful-

To those who desperately seek change,

Weathering the path by which I walk-

Content because it molds

My feet only.

As I reach my hand forward-

Ripples from the contact

Of the smooth water and my finger,

Spread unevenly around,

And distort the view of my paradise,

Reminding me that

Life changes every moment

Creating new landscapes

With each blink of the eye.

The images that were

Once a part of me

Are left behind

To rest in the heart of my soul.