this was chalked on the sidewalk right in front of my own two eyes . Sometime when creativity is happening in front of you.. you don’t sometimes get the magnitude of what is happening.. now. sitting here seeing this…. I am brought to tears… seeing the magnitude of it again…..This is why I love art so much……… but I love the artist more.. for that is “one” soul..one man. that refuses to NOT be victimized..and moves forward.. instead of being “passive” and letting the world dictate your days.. and smother your dreams…. this inspires me to keep reaching for my dreams…..couldn’t sleep until I pushed this out….. Every Birth …with words
(inspired by a street chalk drawing called “Every Birth” by Carlos Castillo Galindo)
Every Birth (with words) is a river ever flowing shining down on you and I
giving life to those untried souls and passengers of hope searching for peace, trolling for ancestors on the shores of the past are you going to dock, and let them in? maybe wave as you skimmer down the current?. mothers and fathers gave their all to be floating in space their souls outnumber their warnings beware or take care, both are shouted to newborns when ripples of boats, crash to the shore, returning to vessels with twice the wave’s roar giving the love, yet with stern paddling strides give honor to those that never drown for fighting the tides is what must be done in tides there is wreckage yet also the means to gather the salvageable human or beings then life can continue over the horizon beyond the other mountain our brains can handle the weight of our gains as a people we awaken as men we learn to swallow our prides when peace together can be won… quicker as one.
Every Birth (with words) found me writing from a painting now gone. Washed down the city’s drains, yet forever implanted in my brain.. . thank you Carlos!