passion strokes

i let the breezes pass
through to dry the paint.

fervor, passion strokes.
i was so fearful of letting
myself dream, form a fantasy,
allow myself to say"what if?"
and see it. paint it.
i resisted, and the painting said
"if not here, where?"

when the other painters saw my work:
"juicy wild abandon!"
"water mystery of male & female, opposites working together"
"when i see you painting, i feel turned on! adventure!"
"i feel loved"

i feel myself carried away from familiar
floating on a downstream of rapid
unknown filling the horizon
change, change, change
leaving, arriving
is all we seem to do.

the top quarter of the painting