I Paint, I Write, I am.
Updated: Jul 15, 2022
What is this vastness I feel here on
the verandah, on this tiny patch of
ancient earth, my tiny being,
taking in this scene, this dark
sky, this tree,
this duck grazing on
the lawn below?
And has this feeling come with
a single thought, impulse or act?
To put it plainly, it feels like
wild chaotic life held together in
a travellers bundle on a stick –
in a single moment,
—28 January 2016