TENTH TEXT IMPROVISATION "my house gazes at me from inside the teacup"

​I leap from sleep, and strike myself against the walls of my thoughts a thousand times, just to lift this body from the bed.
I come out of my sleep and boil the water to feel a warmth deep in my being, and paint my day anew.
And how beautifully my house gazes at me from inside the teacup; and how beautiful it is that the canvases and colors are about to embrace me and blend me with the color of love.
​Milad Zeinali
February 2020