Hazy Gray and Hazy Blue
her eyes reveal all in her that's true.
Now, when her voice and eyes are kind;
She can conceal her complex mind.
She does but ponder in her secret thoughts;
ones so deep only she has sought.
For within herself, she walks the silent shimmering sea.
Her spirit is this free....
Happy air and all that surrounds....
the weedy blue shore and its soothing sounds.
Keeping her at peace....
with its youthful mysteries...
Her wonders are all her own and will last....
until darkness comes creating a cast.
The gray-eyed twilight will linger long.....
as silence whispers her a sweet song.
I decided that instead of working out (since I can't go run since it is 25 degrees out. ) I wanted to do a painting that somehow expressed me without me saying anything. I know that's kinda weird, but I was feeling bold on this cold day and I decided to give it a try.Most of my paintings have an detailed emphasis on eyes. I love to paint eyes I think everyones eyes has a story to tell about them.
Hazy Gray and Hazy Blue
her eyes reveal all in her that's true.
Now, when her voice and eyes are kind;
She can conceal her complex mind.
She does but ponder in her secret thoughts;
ones so deep only she has sought.
For within herself, she walks the silent shimmering sea.
Her spirit is this free....
Happy air and all that surrounds....
the weedy blue shore and its soothing sounds.
Keeping her at peace....
with its youthful mysteries...
Her wonders are all her own and will last....
until darkness comes creating a cast.
The gray-eyed twilight will linger long.....
as silence whispers her a sweet song.
