"Unexpected Expectation"
Artist: The known, unknown.
Moisture crystallised with heat and cold on glass.
An image, art, created by the will and freedom
of the uncontrolled,
by the forces of nature itself.
I remember the rule of the universe extolled,
"From order to disorder"
Really?
What beauty, we must admit to here.
Somehow this accidental yet amazing result,
despite the raw, slow breakdown of natures journey!
In it's death throws, proving yet, it's creative prowess.
A birth of the contact of opposites,
without the the fabulous mind of man,
without the overpowering will of man,
without the amazing skill and draughtsmanship of man.
So, why do we as "mankind" admire it so?
Because it is not of ourselves?
Because we have lost connection with nature?
Because we must admit...reluctantly,
it is surprisingly, actually, beautiful,
despite our lack of involvement?
As if, without our personal touch,
this could not and should not be possible?
Who are we? Really?
This image so delicate and fragile,
retouched with a ray of light.
Reshaped with the slightest breath of air,
monochromatic, with luster pulsating,
with the slightest vagaries of the opposites.
What if the real reason we love and admire it so,
Is because the crystal speaks of richness and deity.
The white of purity and holiness.
The pulsating changes and movement,
a mystery of the Spirit.
The whole speaking of the unending shades of beauty,
and depth of the Transcendent.
So, forever we are intrigued and interested,
Us, seeking, searching, finding more.
This image on glass,
how did it get to be like that?
Will it ever come again?
Will it ever look the same?
Yes, an image will come again,
and when this one and those after,
(for this artist never becomes weary,)
continue to present themselves on my glass,
changing glistening...moving...re-inventing...
They will speak volumes to mankind,
and will also speak volumes to me!
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