True Art

I imagine all of these teeny tiny little beings. Each - doing their very best in their teeny tiny lives. I imagine each seeking their own precarious balance on their teeny tiny little tightropes to which they so desperately cling. 

I imagine that when one falls..they all fall with him. When one rises..they rise in one great song. I imagine that when one leads..the others do follow. I imagine no beginning and no end.

I imagine a world of multi-colors...and these colors all aligned. I imagine complexity in the simplicity. I imagine softness in the strength. I imagine lightness in the dark..and darkness in the morning light.

And somewhere in and among the grasping and holding on and wanting and needing - I imagine a web that binds and ties they release and let go and become a singular work of true art.