
traveling
time ever present
sorrows holds
roots derivative grain
human spirit
akin
color free
sisters brothers
all
quilted beings
of vulnerability
curing crisis states
gentle arms sought
beneath the soils
cracked mirror
a reflection
to see ourselves
Categories: Landscapes, Poetry, The Figure
“curing crisis states” …. put tears in my eyes, Cathy. I ache when I view this painting as if I would if I could gather this woman on my arms to comfort. I believe you captured on canvas the state of the world ….. we truly are stepping into healing and mending and fixing what is wrong. We all are brothers and sisters ….. all. Thank you for sharing your gifts with us. You have such tremendous talent. xo
Thanks Amy. I feel sadness looking at the painting and wish there wasn’t so much pain in the world or at least that as a collective population there would be more openness to everyone’s suffering and being able to talk about that.