Blue River

by Evangelia Hatzidaki on Monday, February 28, 2011 at 8:55pm

surrender to the line senses
there stood the wide river
bluer than ever, deeper than hell
angry in its calm defense

want to cross it?
strong to listen to it?
relaxed to let it sweep you away?

fears , tears
it's coold, it's blue, its moving on
weakened soul , where do you think you stand?

once you come closer
It shall eat your desire in its reflections
it shall capture your voice in its murmurs
it shall emprison your foolish senses in its way

Its there and it flows
it will never give up longing for your dreams
foolish brains , you cross it or you leave it to its flow...

[ Still trying to convince my self, one day I shall paint..dipicting  just an inspiration of the great  James Abbott McNeill Whistler (July 10, 1834 – July 17, 1903) and his nocturne project "Blue & Silver Chelsea...& of course the strenght & the vounerable sense of ...BLUE..]