Rain fall on the brains of gods

I have done so much gold leaf recently that I'm starting to look at it as rain falls on trees. Natural and reactive. Which is to say ....when i look at an imagine inside ...behind my eyes I see the gold leaf not as an addition but as the skin. There is a love in these things they move me and I thought at one time I was a mountain with designs but they are the mountain. I am the bird. I sore and look down as the world moves.

 This life is not about me showing off my skills but letting you know how things come into my mind and grow on the page.