Oil Pastel On Paper
SO GENTLE A THING
So gentle a thing, the rain,
yet quenches the fire’s thirst.
The eternal cycle
of birth and desolution,
and earth the grave,
and the womb.
Oh Mighty Gods,
we are but ants
beneath the toes
of Brahman.
ॐ
CATARACT – Oil on Canvas – 2011
My mind has been much on the fires here in the PNW.
Thanks for stopping by.
Kev
ART, PRACTICE, & 
I grew up here, and these fires are something that never happened, at least to this degree, in my youth. I have been working outside during the last few weeks and the word apocalyptic comes to mind. It smells like a constant campfire, a smell I used to love, but now despise due in part to the knowledge of the damage these fires cause.
Rain would be nice……
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Rain would be nice indeed. Nature is so BIG! It’s hard to remember that, to some degree, the fires are a part of the natural order of things when they cause so much suffering.
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