37”x65”
Painted with natural, earth pigment paint, oak gall ink and pencil on raw canvas.
Just To Stay A Moment
There in the stillness between the thunders of living,
a whisper is woven in the pause,
and my soul listens for what the world forgets:
The soft language of longing
The pulse of unseen paths
The breath the stars take before they speak
Drawn not by the destination,
but by the ache of becoming
something only felt in the quiet between the beats.
