Earth thank you

Earth thank you

These four walls are cold… my chair, my stool… these painting are cold, these four walls are cold… these floors are cold, these paintings are warm. I live in a place that soaks me…string me up to dry, but yet I use my gift to survive.

Hanging by my kind heat against the wall like a wet cloth… I guarantee you that my stomach is the closed door to your half sandwich… The dishes that weren’t cleaned… the mind that wasn’t even rewind.

I reconstructed and recreated my fireplace… they say it didn’t exist, but just the mere sight of it is keeping my heart warm, my flesh alive, my breath deep and  my senses… you see! What’s keeping me alive is the light in me… so please let me enlighten you.

There are no feet that you cannot achieve, there’s nothing that you cannot gain; contemplate and retained. Rebuild it and brake it down… destroy it! It was never intangible but for everything that came before you was always nothing less but incredible.

Go forth and create the world without the image you thought of or that you brought… but within the fashion in which they thought, but who’s they? It’s you! So I have to thank you for giving birth to me and allowing me to live on your wind and water. Therefore earth I thank you… forever, furthermore.