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Seraphims Song
My wings of
fire
spread in the darkness
over the City of Mists
I stand waiting for Heaven.
I know, rising from
the depths,
of the fogs,
like a wafting fragrance of cinnamon
will my
joy soar.
Heaven is
but a state of mind
when I stand ready to be enfolded
in arms that care.
This is a painting done in a black and white background.
The golden colors were not predetermined.
When I tried to paint the night landscape of my city, where mists seem to float on a surreal terrain, this angel or spirit or whatever you call it came out of nowhere.
I let her stay.
Linking up with my awesome friends at
Great words for a fab piece of art. Happy PPF, Annette x
ReplyDeletebeautiful, muted colors!
ReplyDeleteWow! I love the strength in your art piece and words. Blessings!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words and a gorgeous painting to match! her eyes and emotion seem to really convey your words-love this!
ReplyDeleteFabulous painting! The wings look like they're on fire. Love it!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing with SMWYG hope to see you next Wednesday!
ReplyDeleteLovely words and gorgeous painting, love her smile
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful and powerful!
ReplyDeleteLove the words and painting...very powerful :)
ReplyDeletebeautiful words to go with your lovely angel!
ReplyDeleteVery expressive brushstrokes and colour. I like the way you painted the wings especially.
ReplyDeletebeautiful art and beautiful wording
ReplyDeletepretty! love the colors.
ReplyDeleteGreat painting and words, funny how some images seem to be waiting to be painted:)
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ReplyDeleteawesome words that your painting honors beautifully.
I love your angel and your beautiful writing is so fitting with her.
ReplyDeleteThank you to each and every one of you! Your comments are most appreciated and fuels me on!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful...the color and the expression of the angel...
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