Creative GeniusA Poem by Angel Bird
Happy the one who can let loose of everything around, and get lost in the depths of his passion to embrace his own self, to become one with his soul, to rejoice and rebirth in his native and creative genius ...
When the drug called 'Passion' seizes the artist in me It doesn't ask for the right time, If it stands in the way of things ... Passion doesn't kick in on command There it is - suddenly! ... without warning Grabs me, tears me into its voluptuous lap Overpowering with its grandeur Each and every feeling and thought within me No escaping it ....... no option, But complete surrender to the free oscillations Of my being Succumbing to subconsciousness To mate with my spirit Nothing but my human shell Remaining in this material world .....
Out of these magical moments when nothing Can hold back an artist - hot with creative energy From pouring it out through a spiritual climax - The most beautiful, the most perfect, And the most precious pieces of art are born, And provide their creator with a Wonderful sense of achievement and deep satisfaction ...
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Added on February 7, 2008Last Updated on November 25, 2010 AuthorAngel BirdAbout---While my pen tries to save the impossible, the truth is seeping through the ink... © 2010 Angel Bird --- No wall however thick will prevent my imaginati.. more..Writing
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