~~Empty canvas to be painted

Your heart is an empty canvas
Waiting to be painted
But fear takes hold of your flight
And you can't let go
Carefully you plan for everything
Needing to predict every road, you may come upon
Searching out the ending before beginnings
Nothing left to chance;
Choreographing every movement
Of life’s dance
Embracing only preservation;
Only familiar places you rely upon,
Until something new comes along
And you can ever know
Or predict the way
Fate might choose to move
Your thoughts become unpredictable
And you just might decide one day to let go
Not staying in the groove
Waking up and never knowing
What the day might bring;
An empty canvas to be painted
Unpretentious and unabated
CC-01-2015 (dedicated to my daughter, a budding painter...who will not read this until 30, lol)
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Hey C!!...........I think it's a VERY cool thing that you would attempt to impart (pass on) this bit of wisdom to a budding painter.........I remember a DaVinci quote that said the similar..........if you don't dive in, how can you know where you've been............the spontaneous moment......in ANY artform......is most often the most profound.........LOVE this .........well delivered bro!!...........ttyl.......T xx
Hey Tony, hope you got the message I sent, I don't trust technology lol...yeah man what can I say, it's actually a poem from a few years ago than I started to play with and totally changed around...thanks for saying that DaVinci quote bro, wise indeed...my daughter is very talented; singer and artist; odd combination...she's very intentional (which is good being 16) but sometimes I wished she was more spontaneous and start honing her instincts and trusting them as well, when she's on her own is probably not the right time to practice or begin, but like everything, it is a process...she's not going to read this poem for a while yet, just saying...thanks for comment man...ttyl
Cherie how are you? thanks for your words of encouragement...it's funny (as in peculiar and not ha ha)I was reading over poem thinking that it comes from an odd point of view; is that second person? not sure really, but it felt odd that I didn't include myself in the write; not sure how many like that I've ever done...like I was saying to T, it's an old write that I changed around and just kept the title or phrase 'empty canvas waiting to be painted'...yeah I know that about you from your writes, what you said about being apprehensive, having certain fears... I always find it hard to be the giver of advice or mentor; I long to be the perpetual student in this life, but alas, despite my total reluctance to 'grow up' and deliver, I do end up having to 'preach' every once in a while, (not to someone like you whose intelligence far exceeds mine) to my daughter and other children, about being instinctive, going with your gut on certain things, it's not an easy message and certainly you don't want to be misunderstood while saying it (okay kids just go out there and do whatever your 'gut' tells ya!) no...I do feel that at a certain point in life you have let the horses run free and hope for the best...hey speaking of horses your last two writes are amazing, been reading them over and over...thanks again for comment...cheers
Aww I love how you dedicated this to your daughter...it made me smile. She is one lucky girl to have a dad like you. This poem is beautiful and deep and I love the title. 5*s
Much Love
Val ♥
Hey Val, how are you doing today? Always smile when I see a comment from you, thank you for that...very nice thing to say as well, yeah when I tell her that I dedicated a poem to her (in about ten years or so, lol) I hope she understands the meaning; allowing yourself the chance to fly and in this case paint your own canvas in this life...thanks again Val, appreciate your words quite a lot...cheers
Hey thanks Marvellous Jae, yeah I was thinking about asking her to post a few of her paintings...she's very picky about these things, but will ask...cheers