"To: little butterfly
Please small butterfly,
show me what freedom is.
Please small butterfly,
show me the way.
I see you fluttering, oh so easy
and wishes I can follow you.
And passing over us' I see,
carefree, the clouds.
One
after the other.
They do not pull and yet drift
and let themselves drift there.
In the flow of finiteness
until they appear new to us.
And thus then the finiteness,
in the end, it seems so infinite."
A romantic spring poem on hot canvas, surrounded by a mixed technique of acrylic painting and ink. It is the only one of its kind, an absolutely unique piece and finds great pleasure. The colors underline the character of the text and come into their own powerfully.
A great, unique gift where everything is handmade and which fits beautifully into the emerging spring time.
Product code: Poem on canvas | Mixed media of acrylic and ink | Spring poem | Original hot | Single copy