The drawing came back
Like a second line of a poem
My throat grew tight, chills
ran down my spine
I remember I was once
spellbound by a child’s drawing
of earth and sky... water and light
Her deft hands and inner eye
capturing dream and reality
the transparent duality
There in the surface of the lake
in that thin layer of reflection
The green in the trees, the blue in the sky
The gleam in the lake, the sun’s golden eye
The drawing was a poem
that awakened my heart
A déjà vu of sorts
A painting in verse
mirror a picture in words
Interchangeable
the vision
mine and hers
One and the same
both recognizing
that face without name
Same lake, same vision
A third eye’s inward reflection
I returned to the drawing in a flash
My eyes ripple life... my smile
Widening like the sky
* with much thanks to Ronald Peat for challenging me to re-write
'Spellbound' and to capture epiphanies
This is so wonderful and thoughts provoking, my friend! sends chill to my spine also...unexpected things happened sometimes and I believe they do on purpose. hugs & kisses, Smiley
me, too, spellbound reading this fine poem! imgeries are WOW! 10+
very very nice Sonya, I like it much better than the original Spellbound, esp. the ending it very strong. My favorite lines are the last two, though there are several others in a close second: 'My eyes ripple life... my smile Widening like the sky'
interesting concept that inspiration transcends media - as one view becoming the personification of another - how music can inspire words, pictures inspire music (as in Moussorsky) and people inspire art (Mona Lisa) . Opens up old avenues of expression for new exploration.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Artistically portrayed poemwith vivid pictures - a very good write Sonya