Under The Slate Colored Sky

Just some random thoughts... to help clear my head...



Crisp white snow, encased in a wafer thin layer of melting ice, shimmered silently, as it passed by my car window today. Small stiff patches of spent grass and the foot prints left behind from this summer's corn crop warmed the landscape with its golden hue. The sky was a pale grey on the horizon that faded up into a white every bit as brilliant as the newly fallen snow.

However, it was the stark naked trees, void of their leaves that stole the show. Twisted, bent, and rigid as their branches reached up into the surrounding atmosphere... Each one unique and beautiful in its own right... no two the same just like our fingerprints... each one leaving behind its impression in the sky, imprinting its place and experience in this world and owning it every bit as much as all the other living things on this planet. And as the invisible sun set for the day, I stood in a small field of trees breathing deeply under the slate grey colored sky... reaching with them for tomorrow, for the future, and towards whatever it may bring.


The lighting and scenery around me today made all of my senses hypersensitive as I soaked it all in. My minds eye contains the negatives, but it is my soul that drives me to express it... in a way that is all my own, searing it's impression again and again in my psyche.