“In the night of death, hope sees a star, and listening love can hear the rustle of a wing.” ~ Robert Ingersoll.
“Perhaps they are not the stars, but rather openings in Heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.” ~Author Unknown
Today, my elder son’s best friend (in his early thirties) passed away suddenly. Everyone who knew this gentle soul is in shock, trying to make sense of that which makes no sense.
I dedicate this piece to everyone who is experiencing or who has experienced grief. May you find peace and comfort through the precious, treasured memories of your loved one.
Created in Apophysis with the Oily Tutorial by Raemed on DA. The starting parameters for this piece were kindly prepared and provided by my dear friend, Carolyn Staut (Abstract Joys).