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Children Of Antarctica

Children of Antarctica

Many people say they think that children are born into this world a blank canvas
A masterpiece in the works. . .
And they say that the tragedy of our world
Is that we don’t allow them to fully create their own image

I tend to think the opposite is true
Each child is born into this world already a complete work of art
Perfect in infancy
Untouched
An archetypal image in flesh and blood

And from that moment on
The perfection is slowly eroded
By those who have also lost their own way
This is of course, to a degree, everyone we meet

The paint is thinned
Overlaid
Spilled

The canvas is gouged
Ripped
Crumpled

The whole composition of life is changed
Distorted
Wiped clean

I have known people whose hearts still portray and project the beauty of their original work of art. They can’t see it. . . don’t honor it. . . can’t access it.
But it IS there
It offers hope

Some think they are creating their art from the inside out
But we are, at best, actually working it through from the outside back in
Trying to get back what once was
Or unaware of what was once inside at all

And, ultimately, if there is no awareness, we will begin to do the same to others

We don’t see that our work of art is distorted
Ruined beyond recognition by too many hands
Or just one

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Comments

  • Carrie Jackson
    Carrie Jacksonover 6 years ago

    I agree with you and find this to be true in my life. I have protected that part of myself fiercely and when it is eroded or damaged I repair it and hold on to it tightly with joy. It is such a shame to see that happen to anyone. Well said Nicolas.

  • Thank you so much for reading and commenting Carrie. . .it is so hard to hold onto that truth and harder to work back to the unaltered truth of who we are. But that, in essence, is the journey of life, yes? I am so very glad you hold to it and protect it. . . that does show in your work.

    – Nicolas Hall

  • Carrie Jackson
    Carrie Jacksonover 6 years ago

    Thank you Nicolas; it just really moved me to read this because I often think about it but have never heard anyone else really touch on it the way you did. It’s just good to know someone else recognize the preciousness of “the unaltered truth” on this journey of life. So…thanks for sharing your mind with me and us. ;) (…and thanks Nicolas that’s so nice of you to say!!! ;D)

  • Rella
    Rellaover 6 years ago

    This is fantastic!
    It’s so sad that the harsh world can do this, I find that my most impulsive creative moments always come with a little burst of child like magic….

  • PJ Ryan
    PJ Ryanover 6 years ago

    sigh

    your writing is taking my breath away .. i feel myself in it ..

    this piece makes me think of my own belief .. that we choose to be born .. our paths contain images that we’ve seen before ..

    oh don’t get me started LOL

    fabulous work xx

  • zxantis
    zxantisabout 5 years ago

    expressed here is the torment of all souls and in particular the passionate struggle of my life. It is the very concern that aches me most about the fallacies of life. The hoax of knowledge and the audacity of the adult humans that persist this evil reality to the point of almost foreboding others to even attempt to escape the evil there of. You are talented and you have me fired up indeed. Fantastic work!

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