Artists Are One

So many yearning
For the artists life,
Each and every one of us
Posting our dreams
To the greater dream
In the outer dream of the internet.

But I am roused.
I am roused for I am one in many
As you are one in many.
We speak the same language
And slip stream on the same energy,
Surf the lip of love
That curls endlessly on.

We will not drown in clamour.
There are not too many
For we are the many in the mind
And the mind is one.

And the one
Is wellpool
Of richness, integrity
And Infinity anew:

Anew
As each one of us
Lives closer
To the who

We really are.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015.

Jump For Joy (Inspired by and dedicated to Jump For Joy! Photo Project)

First the intent.
Then crouching down,
Amassing, compiling, collecting
Energy in the spring of the self.

Then the trigger point,    unlatched…

Then the uncoiling of the self

A   N   D
T   H   E
S   U   D   D   E    N
W  H   O   O   S   H

As what was contained
Is released
In
A
Wondrous
Expansion,

Where
What
Is
Yet
To
Be
Conceived

Is
In
That
Instant
Possible,

A moment high
And without contrasting force
Or opposition.

The creative act:
The Freedom
To be oneself

And fly
Like we were meant to.

© Ben Truesdale and distilledvoice, 2015

Inspired by and dedicated to Jump for Joy! Photo Project