From the Ground it Grows
From the gritty dirt of the earth a shape is forming, adapting limbs, and devolving a mind ,but yet not having a voice. at least a voice that can break through the screams that surround the young flower. although the flower is small in size, and naïve to its own seeds, the flower holds on to the roots through the weather, until the time it believes that their own seeds can also produce more flowers.
Digital Painting and Poem by: Arturo D. Hill
2946 Sleepy Hollow Rd. Suite 3C
Falls Church, VA 22044