Between a good artist
And a great one
Will often lay down her tool
Then pick up an invisible club
On the mind’s table
And helplessly smash the easels and
Whereas the vintage man
No longer hurts himself or anyone
And keeps on
I have always loved this poem by Hafiz and its layered meanings.
The idea of an artist not giving up, quietly continuing to create, making images of beauty, even when an original project does not come out as anticipated. Always drawing from the depths of Soul, seeing and sculpting the light.
And in our lives – an encouragement for keeping on, through loss, change, the unknown.
A reminder of the Light still alive within, more miracles of life yet ahead to be created.
In happy times, and those of sorrow – May you always see and sculpt the Light.
Image: “New Road to Taos: Trust”
© 2016, Heidi Straube
Hafiz poem, “The Vintage Man”
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