The Mists of Dao

Tao, Dao, painting, sylvia, vetta,
Image: 7MB
A writer is inspired to verse by watching a Chinese painter weave his magic with brushstrokes of colour and visions of future.

Memories of Shanbei come in shades of black and white.
Amid the stones of Oxford past and present he paints it.
I reach out to touch it, real but not concrete.
Celtic mists swirl in with rain from the West
to shower  the East, clouded in the spirit of the Dao, and meet
in the mind of the artist. Fingers grasp the brush to request
the muses for movement, swift and light.
Brushstrokes colour the paper red with his spirit.
His being connects time and his energy fires
a gateway to the here and now, and clear
ahead cranes point skyward with the dreaming spires.
Visions of a future beyond hard lines appear.
To the music of a new time in a new place
The artist walks alone into the white space.

Dao literally translates to ‘the path’ and is the guiding philosophy behind Taoism. There is no one way of looking at it, and accepting its fluidic meaning is part of following its doctrine.

***

Madras Courier originally ran as a broadsheet with a poetry section. It was a time when readers felt comfortable sharing glimpses of their lives through verse. If you too have a poem you’d like to submit, do mail us at editor@madrascourier.com.

-30-

Copyright Madras Courier 2017. All rights reserved. You may share using our article tools. Please don't cut articles from madrascourier.com and redistribute by email, post to the web, mobile phone or social media.
Please send in your feed back and comments to editor@madrascourier.com

1 Comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *