Escape

light,
streaming from her body,
filling the air with its heat,
setting the very sun on fire,
as her spirit escapes from its cage.

In a mood for poetry I guess :)

My visualizations seem to be focused on opposites (light/darkness and heat/cold). I would love to be able to draw the things I see in my mind's eye, but even if I could, I see them in such an abstract way that it would be difficult to convey the meaning in them. I think I'll use my poems as a starting point for my 2008 Bead Journal Project pages.