I am destined to be alone.
I know the empty is coming
Those thoughts will be all I will have to paint with
A warm summer evening; A sailboat, on the horizon; approaching the sun. Leaving behind the shore, not to meet it again.
Life is happy and sadness combined;
A Joy and lamentable upset. But…
You will pass through the gates, and meet infinity, for ‘it’s where your parents are and where you will be too soon.
Think a while; of them, and live to find calmness in the mayhem. Live their second life now and share it with their thoughts.
Alone with their thoughts, is enough to paint with; and then I’m no longer alone.
Only waiting; calmly & happily