Do you see yourself in this image, standing in solitude in the middle of the sky, surrounded by all of creation.
Or do you feel the odd one out, all alone in the world with no-one to see or care for you?
In the day or in the night aspiring to reach perfection to burst to the apex of creativity, and spread the seeds for the future totally abandoned, but not fearing. I feel like the ‘American Flag’ Leek who model standing straight in spite the winds, and storms and thunders and anything else out there in the garden. Proud but totally unaware about itself. In fact just being itself. This I aspire too…