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The rippling ghouls beneath the waves

A darkness below the light of day

Bubbles form as we look around

Searching for an answer that saves


The images our stories paves

Causes optimism to go astray

To darkness, we aren’t forever bound

We will see the light riding the waves


From this painting my mother completed to experiment with a new technique, I was inspired to reflect on the experience of trying something new. There’s always light to look forward to when uncertainty consumes us.