28.5x20.5 inches; Pen drawing on handmade paper with watercolour wash (Click on image to enlarge)
Wonder, from these thousands of 'me',
which one am I?
Listen to my cry; do not drown my voice
I am completely filled with the thought of you.
Don't lay broken glass on my path
I will crush it into dust.
I am nothing, just a mirror in the palm of your hand,
reflecting your kindness, your sadness, your anger.
If you were a blade of grass or a tiny flower
I will pitch my tent in your shadow.
Only your presence revives my withered heart.
You are the candle that lights the whole world
and I am an empty vessel for your light.
- Rumi, Sufi Mystic
4 comments:
Hi Rudra,
i have only little time atm but i definitely visit this blog again. i love the work you show here (much more than what i already knew) ...it's all so intense and intimate
best wishes
Stefan (sth22art ...you know me from dA)
Dear Stefan,
I am so happy that you visited my blog! Thank you so much for the appreciation and it will surely inspire me to work harder! I cannot thank you enough!
Rudra
Hi Rudra,
This is Vivek's friend Vishal here. This is absolutely mindblowing stuff man. Your work deserves to be better known. I hope that happens soon.
Vishal.
Dear Vishal,
Thank you so much for the appreciation and the encouragement! And I guess you do consider me as your friend too!!! :) Hugs!
Rudra
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