“The Poet Dreams of the Mountain”
Sometimes I grow weary of the days with all their fits and starts.
I want to climb some old grey mountain, slowly, taking
the rest of my life to do it, resting often, sleeping
under the pines or, above them, on the unclothed rocks.
I want to see how many stars are still in the sky
that we have smothered for years now, forgiving it all,
and peaceful, knowing the last thing there is to know.
All that urgency! Not what the earth is about!
How silent the trees, their poetry being of themselves only.
I want to take slow steps, and think appropriate thoughts.
In ten thousand years, maybe, a piece of the mountain will fall.
I finally completed the third mountain landscape I was after the other day when fireworks exploded at dusk instead. But first! Some extremely quick, extremely furtive sketches of random strangers at the library the other night.
I know, it doesn’t look like much, but it’s hard to draw someone a) that’s moving b) in less than 30 seconds c) and somehow make it so they have no clue you’re drawing them! I’m a shy person with a (quiet) outgoing side. So this was a personal challenge for me. I did it, but it was tough. If I could sit up against a wall and look forward, sure, but there’s nowhere like that to really sit….and so….yeah. I encourage you to try it. 🙂 Anyway, I told a few people I’d include this, so, voila! Now for the mountain painting:
I want to thank Kerfe at https://methodtwomadness.wordpress.com for sharing her photos of Western Carolina yesterday. I don’t know what it is about North Carolina, but it feels like home to me. The first photo of the mountains at the link above was just what I needed to inspire my third painting, and it was a pleasure to use as a reference. I don’t believe in coincidence. I believe it was meant to be, as I’d searched my own photos and others online, and Kerfe’s photo was “just right”, said Baby Bear.
Who’s dancing? I know I am. The day we’ve been waiting for is here! Make the most of it. Let’s hope the watercolor gods bless me with something good this weekend. And all of you too! *flings Friday joy to all* Peace. Art. Happiness.