To be a soul
that feels deeply
and creates wildly
to see a light
that must be painted
to feel a sadness
that must be sung
to know a grace
that must be written
to have a gift
that must be given
is to be alive
in the most real
and—sometimes—
raw
of ways.
Because
creating
composing
sculpting
and drawing
from your depths
requires the brave resolve
to shine brightly
and, also,
sometimes,
fall brilliantly
like a glowing red leaf
from a tree ripe with autumn.
And so
you create
you write
you paint
you sing
you make
you risk.
For if you don’t
you will wither up
and crumble away slowly
anyway.
And, while you are never quite sure
that anything other than paint drips
will come from it
you hope that
maybe
the color of your life
and the canvas of your work
will bleed love
or hope
or laughter
or, maybe, aching beauty
into the edges of another soul
at least once in a while.
And you believe that it might.
Because you have been tinged
in this very same way.
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Here’s to making what you make, friends, from the bottom of your heart.
And here’s to R-girl, who dragged me outside and positioned me at will so her creative vision could come to life (see more of the shoot here). She’s just one of the many creatives who inspire me daily.
xo
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pc Alex Anne Photography
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