THE RUSTIC WAY
I come back again to where i start,
I wonder where my roots are, I stumble upon a few impressions on me,
I hold back all that is somewhere living within,
How much i want to drift away....
Along the dusty roads,,, in a manner a rustic lives,
As at heart i adore wood and clay...
The smell of the earth and the morning hue, the colours that the light bring,
I want to drift towards,the RUSTIC WAY!!
Here is just a start off with paintings that have colors to reveal about a rustic life. Adorability of a simple approach to what living is sans all the self created necesscities, it is reminder to the self, although i may dwell wherever, I am a RUSTIC INSIDE.