Huge lumps of sorrow,
he carried all
Towards winter water
wet muddy bank
Deeper and deeper each foot in,
he was soaring
Not above, nor underneath,
somewhere in-between
Clearer in his mind,
like flying with all the joy in the world
Only to realize
a rock in his pocket
Taking him further away,
to another depth
Left behind nothing,
but ripples of the river
"Ripples of the River"
Chinese ink on paper, 31x49 cm
Commissioned work
he carried all
Towards winter water
wet muddy bank
Deeper and deeper each foot in,
he was soaring
Not above, nor underneath,
somewhere in-between
Clearer in his mind,
like flying with all the joy in the world
Only to realize
a rock in his pocket
Taking him further away,
to another depth
Left behind nothing,
but ripples of the river
"Ripples of the River"
Chinese ink on paper, 31x49 cm
Commissioned work
