they shower you with the seeds of their imagination, they bath you in the light of their inspiration, on a deep soul level they plant cells that grow, if you are lucky, into inner rooms filled with sounds ideas longings –
they point to the unknown you seek, to the unspeakable truth that always has been residing inside you
if you are lucky, one day the seeds mushroom into a carpet and you are carried over the wall that separated you from your own well by the beam of their light your own light lying dormant until the windows
(this is for Patti Smith)
This is what artists do for you:
they shower you with the seeds of
their imagination, they bath you in
the light of
their inspiration, on a deep soul level they
plant cells that grow, if you are lucky, into inner
rooms filled with sounds ideas longings –
they point to the unknown you seek, to
the unspeakable truth that always has been residing inside you
if you are lucky, one day the seeds
mushroom into a carpet and you are
carried over
the wall that separated you from your own well
by the beam of their light
your own light lying dormant until the windows
burst open and you
fly away.