“THAT crazed girl improvising her music.
Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,
Her soul in division from itself
Climbing, falling She knew not where,
Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship,
Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare
A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing
Heroically lost, heroically found.
No matter what disaster occurred
She stood in desperate music wound,
Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph
Where the bales and the baskets lay
No common intelligible sound
But sang, 'O sea-starved, hungry sea”
For
Digital Whisper
Thanks to Carena Designs
Hugs,
Karla
What a Beautiful scene. She's up front and personal with that fish! Beautiful colors.
ResponderExcluirGORGEOUS!!!
ResponderExcluirA most beautiful underwater world in gorgeous blues and greens. The Yeats poem suits the scene very well. Exquisite.
ResponderExcluirReally a gorgeous piece!
ResponderExcluirThis is truly stunning!
ResponderExcluirThis work is perfect, i like it so much !
ResponderExcluirGreetings from Germany
An absolutely stunning scene,
ResponderExcluirYvonne
Love your breath taking underwater scene 💖
ResponderExcluirWhoa!!
ResponderExcluirWhat a great piece!
Thanks so much for playing