Acrylic on stretched canvas, ready to hang.
Signed on the back.
WHITE FIRE
White fire
Pure in silent flame
It is in between
And never seen
Blossoming inner space
The house of loving grace
Leaving No narrative to trace
No future to take in foresight glance
But to be left still by the silent creek
Holding the allure of a shy forest deer
Sincere in magnificent gesture
Light and without weight
Seen and unseen
Holding your heart clean
Revealing
It is what it has always been