Painting by Tatyana Kulida Shelley
This is my favorite of all your paintings. It reminds me so much of my mother's poem below.
CHOICE
In a niche in a rock carved by the sea lies a
cradle of comfort, a haven for me.
Threatening tides roar with their spume of
salt spray while seductive waves rise only
two feet away.
Danger abounds on this high windy place as
the lure of forever kisses my face.
Alone in a circle of stone, protected yet
wildly free, will I cling to the solid
rock...or yield to the tempting sea?
Alice Burt
I am surrounded by such talent and love. I am so grateful.
1 comment:
Love this poem.... God Bless
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