Outside again

 I haven’t actually painted landscapes yet with the pochade box, but I just enjoy setting it up and working outdoors. 

Like cool water I flow through this existence 

with steadiness and calm.

I find that I am open to fill space

As I fill my soul with love and painting.

The cooling water ebbs the wildfire

The anger of hurt that pulsates the temple

Cooling water casts wide and deep

Becoming a vessel of life and eternity.