Cecilia
Soprano lives in Westchester County and makes her living as an organic
gardener and artist. Her poems and artwork have been published in La
Joie magazine and UC at
Santa Barbara among others. Her artwork is often featured on the covers
of Inner Directions magazine. She
is a member of the Greenwich Art Society and the Katonah
Museum Art Association. She has published three small books and has had
several one woman art exhibits. Her love of nature and gardening
provides the space for uninterrupted inspiration. Her intention is to
make images and words that describe beauty and uplift the
human spirit. My art is about making the simple sacred and the
ordinary
extra-ordinary.
"The reason why we exist is to remember why we exist and to realize our interconnectedness with all things." WEBSITE: www.Amichiart.com or CeciliaSoprano.com
Thoughts in February
My mind is a tangle of wintry branches
rattling, wind-stripped and brittle
My heart, is a tender unfurling rose,
quiet, fragile, deepest red.
My soul, oh mysterious soul;
You are the deepest starlit night
I am forever looking into.
Have you ever come upon a fully opened rose?
Do you pluck it from the stem?
"Rose of my Heart" Courtesy of Cecilia Soprano |
Thoughts in February
My mind is a tangle of wintry branches
rattling, wind-stripped and brittle
My heart, is a tender unfurling rose,
quiet, fragile, deepest red.
My soul, oh mysterious soul;
You are the deepest starlit night
I am forever looking into.
Have you ever come upon a fully opened rose?
Do you pluck it from the stem?
hold it under your nose?
What if you cradled it in your palms
and pressed your face and lips into it
What if you kissed it's cool, petal-wrapped center
freely partaking of it’s scent and all of it's beauty
What if you cradled it in your palms
and pressed your face and lips into it
What if you kissed it's cool, petal-wrapped center
freely partaking of it’s scent and all of it's beauty
That beauty
it bestows unconditionally
on to anyone who comes upon it,
The rose ...
teacher of my heart.
on to anyone who comes upon it,
The rose ...
teacher of my heart.
~Cecilia Soprano