Original artwork description:

Sometimes descriptions come through poetry...
I have moved into me
in a multitude of moments
becoming weary

in the looking and the searching
I don't know when I saw
that Time, from his hand, held Forgiveness

two companions, one waiting
patiently for me to brush against the other
I gently pick up this slight morsel

wanting Forgiveness to infuse itself into me
I lurch forward tasting, inhaling
and exhaling my being into itself

Materials used:

Acrylics on canvas.

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