When I Paint
Published on February 4, 2011
When I paint, I rise up & be who I was meant to be.
When I paint, I stop just getting by.
I stop making excuses & reasons why I should be doing other things the world expects of me.
When I paint, I can hear the bells in Florence chime,
feel the saffron robes of monks in Nepal,
and smell the breeze of pine lingering in Norway.
When I paint, I don’t need to go anywhere–
the adventure rises up to meet me.
When I paint.
(still a work in progress….like me)
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