as the wheel spins—too fast, too fast–
you trim your sails, and
sow your heart to your sleeve
so tightly that all thoughts of will and
shall and should get lost in the setting sun–
you find yourself beyond all horizons–between
reap and return, becalmed by the light
K. 
advice I needed to hear right now. the cosmos works in mysterious ways.
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It does. I felt somehow I needed to do something for this image yesterday and post it. I’m glad it was what you needed, as well as what I needed.
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Beautiful! The colors are vibrant and match the tone of the words!
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Thanks Muri. Redon had a way with color–he’s the inspiration for most of my art this month.
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Oh! I recognise that painting. Yours is a beautiful reinterpretation. ‘You find yourself between reap and return’ what a poignant and unexpected coupling.
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Thanks Jane. It’s a wonderful painting. Redon glows, always.
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Glows is right.
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Oh yes, I could gladly follow this advice and set sail into the sunset…
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Thanks Ingrid. We all need that place sometimes.
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Beautiful mysterious boat. This was the first thing I saw this morning and I’m just going to sail with it, becalmed, all day. Thank you, Kerfe.
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Thanks Sun. Something nagged me to do this yesterday–it seems to be something we needed. (K)
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Such beautiful, vivid colours and the last two lines epitomize what the heart should follow.
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Thanjs Punam. Redon’s boat paintings are magical and provided good inspiration for both painting and words.
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I have to agree, they are magical indeed. My pleasure, Kerfe.
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