Friday, April 22, 2011

all knowing



an inkblot fanfare
played
against
a grey blotter of a sky

fingers and arms
splayed
every which way
revealing
her own
rootbound
mirror image


25 comments:

Dan Gurney said...

Earth's dendrites!! Trees are Mother's brain cells so large we don't recognize them for what they are. Intelligence, wisdom, generosity, commitment, beauty, selflessness. That's what trees teach by their very being.

Annie said...

Thee are such beautiful lines. As you know, anything that mentions ink is always going to appeal to me. The idea of an inkblot fanfare is such a good image.

aguja said...

Trees fascinate me, especially when they are outlines etched against the sky. I see them more as creatures than plants.

Titus said...

Fantastic!

Ruth said...

I don't know that I have really thought consciously about what is above the surface mirroring what is below. It's a beautiful truth. Much of who we are is not visible, but so important to who we are. Thanks, Steven.

Pauline said...

you have a wonderful affinity for trees and a poet's way with words

steven said...

earth's dendrites. dan you're awesome! steven

Reya Mellicker said...

Earth's dendrites? Oh yeah.

The tree form is ubiquitous, like the spiral, it describes "reality."

Beautiful, Steven. Thank you.

Dulce said...

PRECIOSO!
Beautiful calming words...
I'd take your 'book' with me to a Spa to make it complete, Steven.

Dulce

steven said...

annie thankyou. there's something about the spindly fractal face of trees before they put on their summer clothes that i am drawn to . . . . they're thinking inside that's for sure. steven

steven said...

aguja lots of people would agree. trees are thoughtful and filled with stories. steven

steven said...

titus thankyou. steven

steven said...

ruth - and i'm not entirely sure about the mirroring of ourselves beneath the surface. i don't know. steven

steven said...

pauline trees are where i began to really appreciate the sentience and especially the love that connects all things. steven

steven said...

reya - i'm sitting on the edge of the river of knowing about how the treeform works as a model for describing "reality". the idea is hovering. steven

steven said...

dulce - thankyou for your kind comment. steven

hope said...

This image made me think that perhaps this is how God views the fingerprint of a tree. :)

Happy Easter to you and yours.

steven said...

the fingerprint of a tree . . . . that's got me thinking hope. steven

lucychili said...

wouldnt it be interesting if our fingerprints accrued like rings of a tree.
love the branching ink and its mirror

Rachel Fenton said...

Inky blues are much my favourites, nothing better than wearing a raincloud and taking the sky in your arms. Beautiful, as usual, Steven.

steven said...

hi lucycholi - i'm thinking that perhaps the dendritic endings idea could attach to your idea. the layers of us develop inside and the dendrites extend into the collective experiencing of the planet.. steven

steven said...

rachel - i love the blueblood smear of ink on water and you know it's raining this morning and when i woke i thought my first thought which is to walk a handful of kilometres off my hill and into some woods i haven't seen for a year or so. steven

ellen abbott said...

loved this one steven.

steven said...

thanks ellen! i wrote it in my head after i'd taken the picture. steven

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