El Greco’s masterpiece which is located at the Cathedral of Toledo, Spain.
Mrs. Abstract and I toured the cathedral yesterday. Lots of hard walking ascending and descending narrow, small-stone covered streets before arriving at the cathedral. 11,000 steps.
You come sweet little bird, greet
Us this morning, good tidings, a spirit
To light our souls, to see
The essence in every moment
Days when flowers bloom
Or nights when glasses are broken
When strength rises from suffering
When hope remains during uncertainties.
Walking to the river is my quotidian proclimation
A morning with flashes of sharp breeze and exaggerated cloud formations
A fugitive or a caged bird
Life, a quilt floating in time, fertile and vulnerable
Always lacking in certainty
Piecing parcels together fuels the effort
Ages I scale are experiences of different personalities
Each stage has its own expressions and demands:
Writing, cooking, doing laundry—little things, mundane and sacred
The progression, a knowing like I felt everything
Fishemen, artists, lactating mothers, even geniuses
Want to live a real life of home.
The riverfront’s asymmetry is not amenable to metaphor
Colors are changing the horizon rapidly
The manuscripts lay unread.
The tide tries to reach the footprints
Two couples with separate thoughts
Alone, a man scans the sea.
Nothing in particular
you should write particulars
two balloons, two l’s, two o’s
two hot air balloons and one red balloon
the driver forgets the tractor
few particular things unfinished.
A mathematician says understanding the universe
opens opportunities everywhere
complexity is a path enjoyable to hike.
You may surprise yourself,
you may become a disciplined thinker.
Can you inhibit uncertainty?
Have you notice myriad of butterflies or bees lately?
Perhaps not. Are you curious?
Flowers are blooming in the sun.
Where are they?
Between a trodden path and the street
A steep embankment
A solitary sunflower grows
Facing the eastern sky
What else do you need to survive?