Growing, blossoming, making its way unto this world
Worrying about being accepted and appreciated
Hoping to find its own place, make its own space,
A beauty as delicate as the raindrops
That will wither from the impurities of air
Grow little blossom, grow, and see the light of the day
Shine upon the beauty of your soul.
I want to wish my brother a happy birthday!!
It’s been a while since I last posted but somehow art is calling me yet again. Since it is my brother’s birthday, I grabbed my watercolor set and went for it. Because this is supposed to be a fast art, I didn’t sketch this with a pencil. Instead I directly used the brush. I am quite glad that my first fast watercolor portrait went out alright. This is just a small watercolor drawing , about 3 inches in size. So that’s that. I enjoyed holding the brush again.
Have a colorful day! – Melonaide
Letting the colors loose,
Allowing each line through,
Let the water flow
And each paint blend.
Can’t do much with my racing thoughts
Nagging me much about my own flaws,
So I’ll just pick up the brush,
Even if my mind and heart’s restricted,
I’ll let my hands break free.
The desert and the parched land will be glad;
the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom;
it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
The glory of Lebanon will be given to it,
the splendor of Carmel and Sharon;
they will see the glory of the Lord,
the splendor of our God.
Isiah 35:1-2 (NIV)
Right now, we might not be where we wanted to be. We might be experiencing some problems and discomfort in our lives. And everything seems so hard. But with the help of a force far greater than our own strength such that of God’s, combined with our own action with determination to succeed, we’ll eventually get to where we wanted to be. It is because there is a price for success whatever our chosen field might be. It is definitely not easy. I’ll never learn how to ride a bike if all I ever think about is the chances of falling down and the increasing number of bruises. I had to learn it on my own, they all were kind enough to just tease me because I didn’t know something so easy and that they were too busy to teach me. But I can laugh at them now while I’m riding a bike! Woooot! LOL.
The bottom line is, problems are there to teach us, nurture us and strengthen us. It is through problems that we learn to value and appreciate the great things in life that we sometimes take for granted. All we have to do is work on overcoming it. And with your strength, support from love ones, and faith in the Lord, everything can be possible. We can bloom with full glory.
Have a blessed Sunday! 😀
This is a continuation of my previous post Looking Back.
These are my art when I was first properly introduced to the drawing and using the watercolor medium. Enjoy. 🙂
I looked forward for every art lesson during that entire summer vacation after graduating from sixth grade. I know others might be better than me at that age, but hiding my art just because of fear of rejection won’t get me or any artist anywhere.
Looking back made me felt how simple my life used to be before. My mind was 100% dedicated to art at that moment, not worrying any other things a regular adult like me would think of. And that we should learn how to keep our complicated lives simple for us to truly appreciate the wonderful things that we may often take for granted.
May we never lose our boundless enthusiasm for something we truly love. 🙂
I can’t go to the other side,
The mountain’s just too high.
Maybe all I need is to keep a blind eye,
And try to move the mountain
One stone at a time.
I really should stop looking.
It freaks me out just by staring,
The amount of work that is waiting
It can be done
One step at a time.
Beyond the blue sea, what will I see?
Is it a place that is good for me?
Beyond the blue sea, what will I be?
I will be someone I want, maybe?
Beyond the blue sea, where will the wind take me?
Is it somewhere I can be free?
Beyond the blue sea, I will sail with glee.
Gotta keep on with this wonderful journey.
Old stories will soon end,
Old wounds will soon mend,
Old memories may soon be forgotten,
As the book closes…
The joy that it bring,
The lullaby that we sing,
I’ll treasure everything,
As the book closes…
New hope will now appear,
New opportunities will soon be near,
That’ll make it worth the tears,
As the book closes…
Two doors stood at the end of the hall,
One door is tall and the other is small.
As a girl passed by, she stumbled and fall,
And stared at the two odd doors fixed to the wall.
It is the dead end, there’s nowhere else to go,
Which door to choose, she do not know.
She looked at the big one, it must be easy to pass through.
The small one’s too small and looks uncomfortable too!
She reached for the big knob, but she can’t push the door.
So big and heavy, it makes her weary.
No matter how hard she push, there’s nothing she can do.
It is where she want to pass, but she can’t deal with its mass.
But there on the wall stood the little door.
Tiny and small, she crawled on the floor.
Although it’s small, it’ll lead her to the ball.
It is what’s important after all.