"The certainty of what must be has
destroyed all longing in the lover’s
hearts.
They are left now only to gaze
into a void of what might be.This is where
they find deliverance. His hands gently
lift up an explosive bundle, and the
implication of its purpose is smothered by
unfamiliar waves of clarity. What shall be
takes form, and ever so slightly they
begin to grieve."
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Remove the veil so I may gaze upon the rose garden for the last time 5 ft. x 6 ft. Sumi-ink , brush and potato on paper 2010 |
Give up your body and you won't desire a shirt 5 ft. x 6 ft. Sumi-ink , brush and potato on paper 2010 |
Mohammad!, Mohammad! 5 ft. x 6 ft. Sumi-ink , brush and potato on paper 2010 |
Completed he became, and his appearance tore up the darkness 24 ft. x 9 ft. Sumi-ink on paper 2010 |
What is the fire of bullet when the heart is aflame 5 ft. x 6 ft. Sumi-ink , brush and potato on paper 2010 |
In my melancholy and distraction while dwelling on his image, I erected a stone over the spot where he reposed 5 ft. x 6 ft. Sumi-ink , brush and potato on paper 2010 |
Having tasted earth's bitterness may turn the heaven's sweet 5 ft. x 6 ft. Sumi-ink , brush and potato on paper 2010 |
"Solely with self"- she answered, laughing low 5 ft. x 6 ft. Sumi-ink , brush and potato on paper 2010 |