Unfurling Meadow - Original
The first afternoon without the edge of winter to edge you back toward its memory. A field of potential before you, carpeting your soul with its rich jewels. You are far wealthier than any man in a cold tower, because you have stepped into the place where only the wisest find their peace, and planted your feet in that memory. Death always gives way to life.
14”x16”
Acrylic on canvas
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The first afternoon without the edge of winter to edge you back toward its memory. A field of potential before you, carpeting your soul with its rich jewels. You are far wealthier than any man in a cold tower, because you have stepped into the place where only the wisest find their peace, and planted your feet in that memory. Death always gives way to life.
14”x16”
Acrylic on canvas
Ships Free
The first afternoon without the edge of winter to edge you back toward its memory. A field of potential before you, carpeting your soul with its rich jewels. You are far wealthier than any man in a cold tower, because you have stepped into the place where only the wisest find their peace, and planted your feet in that memory. Death always gives way to life.
14”x16”
Acrylic on canvas
Ships Free
