Light’s departure paints
Strokes on canvas gold
There be no better solace
An ancient story told
To sleep my sorrows go
Failures run and hide
A chill engulfs the nape
Cares soon skyward die
My tree is silent strength
Speaking without words
Holds me in her branches
Kissing stars and birds
I know one song, and nature is my muse.
“Night Shade” – Oils on canvas 9″x12″
Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic 
Love the poem. And love the painting of the silent tree speaking no words.
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Thank you Kat. I’m pretty sure the trees speak out loud when I am not around…
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This is gorgeous art.
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Thanks so much!
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