The Breech in the Curtain
18" x 24"
acrylic / canvas

The leaves brown and dry sail down
to the ground . . .
Returning Returning.
Their dance with life is almost spent . . .
Returning Returning.
And the visible and unseen are soon reunited . . .
Returning Returning.

There's a breech in the curtain
as if through a glass darkly . . .
Returning Returning.
Now I must visit a scarred over wound . . .
Returning Returning.
And reconcile before I sail down . . .
Returning Returning.