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.
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and soul as well!
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