She watches in the dead of night, like an owl, her eyes sharp with intent. She watches so she can learn, the truth, the ugliness of it. She is freeing herself while keeping watch, she is freeing herself of the burden, of the lies, of the fear. She dares not to blink, while her eyes adjust, to the painful truth, she dares not to breath, as her breath hangs heavy in the night air. She whispers goodbye, to deaf ears, to empty hearts, she whispers goodbye and finally, lets go. Tonight she holds no regrets, no fears, only hope for now she must tread lightly towards dawn’s breaking light, again alone.
I love these colors and textures. Well done.
Thank you Omaste!
I am always delighted to see what you are up to….a great painter…and now I see an excellent writer too!
Thank you Sharon, I feel the same about you!
Compelling…both the painting and your words. Great job!
Thank you! I ‘m happy you liked it! 🙂
Love this; commented on it on your FB as well. very expressive!
Thank you so much, I really appreciate that!! 🙂