Sailing
I’m sailing away,
Into this painting,
Unfurling the canvas,
Rolled out in my mind.
The waves crash silently,
My ship rolls in a gentle sway,
Like two lovers on a dance floor,
Two moving as one—united in heart.
Pulsating rhythms of this dream,
Rapture me into the rays of the sun,
As it, sizzling, kisses the sea’s horizon.
I have company here,
Attending my mellow whims:
The clouds are all puffy,
Azure turns red, and then blue overhead,
Feathery wings tip in salute,
The waves are waving at me,
The dolphins smile at me,
I like it here,
Just me, my friends, and the sea.
While the real beauty of art lies in the viewer’s, or hearer’s personal perceptions, sometimes the artist is aiming at something specific. Whether it be a painting, a poem, prose, melody, or another form, we hope to inspire, or to solicit deeper thought, and sometimes it is simply meant to encourage and appeal to pleasantry. Here, I am aiming for a certain pleasant sensation that one may experience when paying heed to the awesomeness of God’s glorious creations.
I felt the same way as I stood on a high precipice gazing down into the Grand Canyon at the Colorado River below. It’s as if God sets off a spark in the soul which seems to say, “Can you see me now?”
Perhaps, you too have felt it before. Maybe you weren’t sure what caused you to feel that warm embrace—it seemed so spiritual, as you beheld beautiful wonders on the earth, in the sea, or in the skies above?
And you shall seek me, and find me, when you shall search for me with all your heart.
Jeremiah 29:13
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