Something within me churns with constant haste just now. It is the need to express. It is the desire to create. It is the capacity to give. It is the yearning for love. It is the response felt when someone smiles upon me . It is the aching of my soul when my eyes encounter a beautiful face.
Something kneads on the mass of my motor muscle in magical midnight moments. It fills me with questions that have no single answer. It tears and divides me into the parts of myself that are at odds with each other.
Somehow amongst this active adoration I come to the empty canvas with a color full bag of dreams and surely toss the lot upon the fabric of life and...behold!
