Acrylic on stretched canvas, ready to hang.
Signed on the front.
QUIET BLAZE
By the sun storm of winters fall
Through momentum and life’s call
We fall upon the requisite of our thought stall
Being hindered by all our self-appal
Madness never ceasing to grow so tall
Broken, we stumble to a great fall
Deprived, we listen and hear her silent call
For what happened, happened
So forget all that has now dampened
To leave behind your narcissistic syndrome
To feel glad and joyous by your boundless freedom
For you live under the holy dome
Through Love we inherit the divines kingdom