An original oil painting by Sandra Jane, created with professional-quality oil paints on stretched canvas.
Medium: Oil on canvas Year: 2017 Dimensions: 38 × 76 cm (unframed)
I am a word uttered by nature, Then taken back And hidden in her heart And a second time uttered. I am a star fallen from the blue sky Upon a green carpet
I am a daughter of the elements: Carried in winter, Born of spring, Reared by summer; And autumn lays me to rest
I am a gift to lovers And a nuptial crown. I am the last offering of the quick to the dead.
With morning’s coming I and the breeze together Proclaim the light. At even, the birds and I bid it farewell.
I sway upon the plains And adorn them. I breathe my fragrance to the air. I embrace slumber And the manifold eyes of night look long upon me. I seek awakening to look on the single eye of day.
I drink of the dew’s intoxication And hearken to the blackbird’s song. I dance to the rhythm of the grasses shouting; I look ever heavenward to see the light, Not to behold therein my image, This is a wisdom man has not yet learned.
From ‘Song of the Flower’ Poetry Book “A Tear and a Smile” Kahlil Gibran
This original artwork has been sold and is no longer available. Please get in touch if you are interested in similar works or would like to enquire about future paintings.
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An original oil painting by Sandra Jane, created with professional-quality oil paints on stretched canvas.
Medium: Oil on canvas Year: 2017 Dimensions: 38 × 76 cm (unframed)
I am a word uttered by nature, Then taken back And hidden in her heart And a second time uttered. I am a star fallen from the blue sky Upon a green carpet
I am a daughter of the elements: Carried in winter, Born of spring, Reared by summer; And autumn lays me to rest
I am a gift to lovers And a nuptial crown. I am the last offering of the quick to the dead.
With morning’s coming I and the breeze together Proclaim the light. At even, the birds and I bid it farewell.
I sway upon the plains And adorn them. I breathe my fragrance to the air. I embrace slumber And the manifold eyes of night look long upon me. I seek awakening to look on the single eye of day.
I drink of the dew’s intoxication And hearken to the blackbird’s song. I dance to the rhythm of the grasses shouting; I look ever heavenward to see the light, Not to behold therein my image, This is a wisdom man has not yet learned.
From ‘Song of the Flower’ Poetry Book “A Tear and a Smile” Kahlil Gibran
This original artwork has been sold and is no longer available. Please get in touch if you are interested in similar works or would like to enquire about future paintings.