© 2010 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved

aisiodoxia

the thing with feathers,
the jewel in the box,
the glass half full,
the hopeful heart carries these and more
imprinted ineradicably
well beyond the surface of the spirit’s sanctum.
they share a spark, these things,
that only death can douse
and even then,
methinks that death’s merely the next
great adventure
in an endless loop of life:
life in countless colors,
fierce and frail forms,
spiraling passages to kaleidoscopic planes
of incarnation.
hope never dies unless,
like a child never wanted,
it is exposed undefended to the elements.
© 2010 Regina Coeli deWinter

It’s soon spring, and after lying fallow all winter, even
the bluest of hearts begins – tentatively – to renew.

Digital oils.

Tech specs: Photoshop 7, Filer Forge 3, Xero Clarity, Akvis Oils