¨They call to you to sing¨

I came to Can Serrat from the south west of Ireland with more than a little apprehension. There was no need to worry. This place and it´s people opened their arms and my heart just sang. Two companions came with me on this adventure, a book of Sufi poetry from 12th century and the colour gold.
I brought gold paint of every description and scribbled two lines of poetry on the studio wall.

¨Stones are longing for what you know¨

12th century Sufi poem by Hafiz

12th century Sufi poem by Hafiz

"They call on you to sing"

“They call on you to sing” Hafiz

"Your hear beats inside a sacred drum"

“Your hear beats inside a sacred drum” Hafiz

"The hidden choir"

“The hidden choir” Hafiz

"Your soul once sat on an easel on my knee. For ages I have been sketching you."

“Your soul once sat on an easel on my knee. For ages I have been sketching you.”

"Everything has it´s music"

“Everything has it´s music”Hafiz

 

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