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A painting could be as rough and daring as a waterfall,
... or as soft and delicate as an orchid.
It's all in the inner eye of the artist,
sanctuary of the real and the ideal,
the ugly and the beautiful,
of water rising into clouds and pouring down as rain,
in cadence with lightning and thunder,
waking the summer stream,
roaring through the river of no return.
The Artist: Anna Rotor-Sta Maria
Time passes, forgetfulness reigns,
how numbed, how lifeless ...
then rises a new life, peeping into a world
where once a waterfall was careless and supreme,
where once a river flowed,
where trees stood to reach the sky
and nurtures life under their crown,
unknown, unseen,
until immaculate white petals open
to greet the day,
a new world, a new beginning.~
Anna's painting with his dad, the author.
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