(moving top right towards bottom left)
experimental free writing, no punctuation, first draft
face to face across the field
and the mind within
between horizons perceived in all directions
in particular
from sky to earth
transcendental
the pathway is
the seeing
letters lend themselves to lines
a line to word
toward
continuous
the line wonders
wanders feeling its way
is this feeling
or the random motion
of molecules
reflected
in the trail left behind
moving on
touching the history of
the entire world
revisiting it to retell it
see
how
until
the message is almost detectable
almost written
but taciturn
still
this is today
the day
eons ago
when
the word and the picture
became one
and the same
this first
portrayal
out of the huge
first nothing
wandering with
this line of mine
I
see
the trail
Ieft behind
leading us back
to our only
possible
destination
Note to self:
Collate free writing/verse so far and with visual annotations following the painting sequence.
The lineaments of my own face – refind quote.