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Signs : Providence


See them... 

Feel them... 

But I know not what they say

Hard and harder I try each time

Who gives them, why ? Am I a puppet of a larger life?


Signs; I read them

but why so much I try

I know nothing of who am I


Signs; puzzle me

Deep and deeper I fall into them

I find no answer.. no respite....


With an empty mind I close my eyes

There you sit at the cliff by the horizon

Magenta and that blinding light

The powerful tool in one hand

Rest is not defined..

Providence guide me..

As I fall deep and deeper

There is not respite...



Mixed Media on Canvas - 40" X 30"

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