Alyson Von Massow

INSPIRED BY MICHELANGELO’S LAST JUDGEMENT PAINTED ON THE SISTINE CHAPEL ALTAR WALL BETWEEN 1536- 41

LIKE A THOUGHTLESS BIRD. Green envy that caresses my skin. Awaiting blue flower tops that last only for a minute before they leave. Gentle breezes. Laughter in the sky. Running and laughing and opening up to the earth’s presence. Positive energy waving in and out. Salty beaches tingling your toes. My only memories are of grey flowers of non-existence. My beauty fades, and I am only a crumpled piece of paper. Writing patches over each page. Nothing but running and fleeing and trying to escape. Grabbing arms affecting my power to run...halting me, being transformed into something I could have never imagined. Rain starts falling, and the serenity of light flows through my mind. Alone. Grey, beneath the cloudy sky. Let the power of each cold drop fall like tears. So many tears. Drenched in something unheard of. Pounding of rain in my ears. The beating of my heart fast and faster. Stop. Nothing more. No more sounds to penetrate. Floating away now, crumbling away. Lost, yellow. Every thing turns yellow. Mind is racing, coming back to life. Butterflies, lots of butterflies, pacing themselves to a colourful trance. Reaching higher and higher, trying to grasp them, trying to hold on. I’m too late. I’m too slow this time.