|After the Dance (in process) 18 x 24 charcoal|
I hold out my hand
Reaching for your outstretched hand
A signal that all is not well
You draw closer
Sidestep a full embrace
I pull you to me anyway...
This living, this life...L-O-V-E. Reasons too many, past, present and future prevent full disclosure. Surrender and trust a precarious dance, not just for two. It is our way, our cultures, mankind in general. We are a strange mix of emotions and thought. We know what is possible and like a dance, there are moments of full disclosure, followed by ambivalence and even cold distance.
Like a dance, we approach, we welcome and we greet. But rare are the moments when we give and receive without remembering and guarding.
Let's try a new dance, one where we embrace and hold fully. Where we recall pasts and yet hold on to the present. Let's dance as if tomorrow will be brighter with one another.