She has been lying on the shore
for hundreds of years
Paitiently waiting for every single wave
to caress her
Slowly letting the water, wind and light
change her form
vulnerably dissolving
in perfect beauty
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water color on canvas, 40 x 30 cm oval
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This is so incredibly gorgeous. You combine words and images exquisitely.
ReplyDeleteThanks dear One!!
ReplyDeleteIt is still a mystery for me,
those words usually come in the morning,
shortly after waking up.
I sit in my bed usually then
with a cup of hot pearjuice
and suddenly *I know*
I have to get a pencil and write something down.
The most funny thing is, so far there have never been German words (O_O)
ditto to what Aralan said!
ReplyDeleteThank you lovely Doreen~a
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