The Glory of Expression

“The Trumpet Man”  |  Anthony Satori

“The art of art, the glory of expression, and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity.”

— Walt Whitman

A man walked out onto the beach, unpacked his things, and began to play his trumpet.  The sweet, muted tones of his soulful melodies sang out for anyone who would listen.  The place he sat was the same concrete bench that had been there before.  Around him was the same sand, the same lamp post, the same air.  But now, in this space where there had been no music, there was now music.  Now, all the rollerbladers and the volleyball players, the sunbathers and the beachgoers, they all had a soundtrack playing around them.  This is the art of art.  This is the glory of expression.  This is simplicity.

In The Sunshine

“California Poppies”  |  Anthony Satori

“A light wind swept over… and all nature laughed in the sunshine.”

— Anne Bronte

With Winged Heart

“With Winged Heart”  |  Anthony Satori

“But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night… and then to wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving.”

— Kahlil Gibran

Infinite Storm of Beauty

“Infinite Storm of Beauty”  |  Anthony Satori

“When we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.”

— John Muir

Light and Dark

“Light and Dark”  |  Anthony Satori

“Every moment of light and dark is a miracle.”

— Walt Whitman