Paper Paintings

 

I have discovered something

in the mash that makes paper.

It wants to return to the earth.

A little water washes it away.

It’s fibers found in flora

interlock, find each other,

desire connection. The colors merge

toward their source the mother

of all matter.  Mystery remains.

I mix them to match the nature

of things. I imitate the source

piling them one on another

hoping to see my face shine

from the layers. Creator,

you know me.  Still my anxious

desires. Let the glaze you gave to cover

your glory, dissolve in the grace

that radiates from all things dissolving,

revealing delight found

only in your face.

 

Photographs may be ordered by size. Framed or unframed.

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