Terra-Essence Art

Beautiful torrent cascades

My tongue falls still

A glassy, reverant gaze

Dry and warm, I desire more

Lost in the storm, suddenly the rain I abhor

At a pathetically safe distance will I watch...

Nothing more

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Thoughts behind the poem:

Torn betwixt self-loathing and in awe of nature's raw power. Chastising myself for my current inability to live in the moment. Losing my roots. Forgetting and alienating myself. All of this dawns upon me once my body and mind are still enough, locked in the trace of a thunderstorm, to reflect and feel. I was also suddenly overwhelmed by my passivity. How I can sit and watch my life go by when I knew what I should be doing is "going out into the storm" - taking risks - enjoying my passions.

Acrylic on mixed media paper

Acrylic on mixed media paper

This was my first time playing with the animation tool EbSynth

This was my first time playing with the animation tool EbSynth

This was my first time playing with the animation tool EbSynth

Torn between the devil and deep, blue sea

Horns of dilemma impale old remains

Inevitability colors my wake

Yet the star calls my name

Hallowed is our fate

Desecration the title our free will takes

This pain and lack of foresight begs for

A grand escape

Run and please don't turn back

Maybe I'll regret, Maybe I'll crawl back, yet

It's not the same and it kills me to admit

For now, we're better off this way

How much further must change rip us in twain?

Novel wounds affix to where love once reigned

Selfsame and yet not equivalently

Learned in our collective exchange

Take away choice, Take away suffering

Options only give way to fallacy

The strength isn't there, I'll cave in

Your smile a sin I indulge in

Run and please don't turn back

Maybe I'll regret, Maybe I'll crawl back, yet

It's not the same and it kills me to admit

For now, we're better off this way

Song: Choice

Music by: Jerry (Guitar), Zeus (Bass), Kristy (Keys), and Ben (Drums)