"The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation, that there is a choice to be made, a selection of elements." Nin
Stillness of Time
Rocketing away from earth
At the speed of light
Time stands still
Reality catches itself
Crashing back to earth
At the speed of life
I burn in flames
So gently warm
Reality means nothing
Great painting, cool poem, time spirals in both, cool,
Wow…powerful image. The “Stillness of Time” poem touches me deeply. It feels at times I go through life in the real world, yet long for the dreams I dream in my quiet moments and the ones that bring me pleasure upon my pillow. Then I crash back to reality and I do.
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