Balance
Capture of a blue piece from
the vastness of the sky
to compliment the miracle of
a man, or a woman, your task
and the word failure doesn’t exist.
This balance between the
ethereal images, and
the grossness of the flesh
becomes the link which
embarks from the top
of your spirit to the tip
of your brush, and
is displayed on your adoring canvas.
The link which ties
the depths of your soul
to the zenith of your marvels
this equilibrium, and
your Cretan sun always
there, gifting with his rays
passion in movement
the song of the nightingales
endlessness of your glance
to the far side of the galaxy.
Here the ephemeral becomes infinite.
Here the end becomes a starting point.
Here the gross turns into abstract.
Here the stop point becomes perpetual.
Here the ever small becomes Gigantic.
Here man becomes Titan.
Here your passion becomes medium.
Here your flesh turns into spirit.
Here your spirit melts into the Godly.
Manolis Aligizakis 