The Renaissance Canal
18" x 24"
acrylic / canvas

Earth and flowers scent the air
on the banks of my canal,
while I the regal rebel audition for eternity.
My thoughts are awash with the smooth stones
of pilgrimage
while a fish bumps my unexpected fingers.

Farmland gently whispers the quiet tune
of yellow corn and red splashed bird
as I glide through its stomach.
Accepting as the Christ child
it hears me briefly but is undisturbed.

Not far is the city which cries out my name
but I have stopped my ears with sun
and on my eyes a balm of wing beat
and in my mouth the taste of answers.....
so I am not swayed by its infantless cry.

Today I also hum the quiet tune
on the banks of my canal.
The regal rebel !
The first breaths !
The birthing !