Art Is
Art
comes in the back door
when the front door is open.
Art is
the deep mystery
that we can experience but not explain.
Art is
being present with, and honoring,
whatever arises.
Art is
mind unraveling itself,
like a snake uncoiling
on a rock in the hot sun along the banks of a rapidly flowing stream,
and then drinking the cool water.
Art is
finding the vein of primordial energy,
and mining its rich ore
to the end.
Art is
dancing with abandon
in the space of stillness.