Friday, April 29, 2016

Meraki

Image Courtesy : google
Between the fingers
she held a charcoal
and ran them through the canvas
making tresses so beautiful..
the portrait breathed..
in monochrome,
as the sparkle in the eyes
reflected a million dreams
that she held..

She swept across the face
and the lips bled
in grey..
slowly transforming into 
a painful smile
leaving an indelible impression of
melancholy.
Her spirit surfaced
as she laid her desires to rest
with strokes under the neck..
planting kisses, as she 
dug deeper into the details..
The picture came to life
even when it was half done!

She had everything, but sight..
and she painted with colors
of her soul...
She called the canvas
her Meraki...

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Meraki (Greek): the soul, creativity, or love put into something, the essence of yourself that is put into your work.

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