Two shiny black crows
Velvet against deep, hard frost
Scratch steel blades of grass.
Art Prescription: Crunch goes the ground.
Thoughts get more quiet
Sharp pain turns to a dull throb
Time truly heals all.
Art Prescription: No life goes without loss. Loss of life, loss of dreams, loss of health, there are many. It is part of the beautiful existence we call human. We feel BIG. We experience the drama of life in our minds and bodies. Write, paint, connect with others…we are not alone.