Red Butterflower Angel Painting

Red Butterflower Angel In the morning light of darkness Sitting on a mountain top There she is watching and waiting For the angel to become. Signs have risen up and down In the mind of the new world In the soul of tenderness On a tree top leaf abroad. By the way, the Sun has risen And it`s bluish hot today, Temperature has risen higly Making the most lovely day. At the roots of candle tree, Stars and planets have alligned, In a Romanian round dance Singing lound the sound of sphere. Yellow sky painted in Sun, In the yellow Sun this time, Cry out loud the birth of light In another human`s mind. So it seems life has enlightened Thousands of our nervous cells, So to see much more and love it Every moment of despair. Why would such a normal memory, Love a moment of despair, When we know that bad is bad And we know the good is well? So they told her time ago, That this world does need a context Where all things can be their way But connected and compared… Rain has fallen merily On the rich ground of a brain, New ideas start to grow From the fire that`s been burned. New creations of the mind, Start existing in pink shades Of the body that becomes More and more and more a man. Angels have transformed in humans To be able to enjoy Taste and sight and other pleasures, That the mind creates with joy. So I heard in other age, That these things really existed, Truth be told now, so they did, Through the minds of many people. There`s a green plant that`s been growing On the orange desert soil, Looks like forces are not followed By this little sign of joy. Lower on there is the seaside Of the yellow-greysh sea Full of souls and full of spirits Mixing in an endless whirl. Where`s the whirl cause I can`t see it? It`s inside the artist`s mind. And the images of spirits Can be painted out of mind? Yes they can, of couse, the science Is another type of art, Art cannot exist if people Do not open up to it. Why did you recall the science? Because humans think of it, Because it is higly spread in Every corner of the world. Have you ever searched the world for Finding what you just have said? Can you know if science is now Known by every human mind? Truth be told now, I quite didn`t Do what you just asked me now, But the mind is always talking Without asking, like it knew. Many more are to be told here From this painting of the mind Poem`s never to be finished You`re invited to be found. Find yourself in every atom, Body, planet, univers, Find your reason to be happy On the way where you exist. To put it all into a nutshell Time is late now to create Leaving out the pure white paper I shall go now back to sleep. Sleeping body, waking up mind, Plenty of the dreams come true, Rolling over through the sea side In the kingdom of the steel. 06.04.2011 23:01

Painting:Oil on Other

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:55.1 W x 70.9 H x 0.8 D in

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