Sadha in Art

My inner landscape is not yet a vast ocean,
nor the peak of a high mountain.
For now, it is still a small world.

Within it,
I am carefully nurturing the little things that matter.

I first lay down the colors,
and as my hand follows its own path,
all kinds of imaginings arise.

Sometimes they become flowers,
sometimes clouds,
sometimes butterflies.
And sometimes, even a face.

Yes, these days I keep seeing butterflies and flowers everywhere. :-)

The lives that drift through each moment so effortlessly are truly beautiful.