©Seth F. Weaver, Sr. 03/22/10. She stands in the softly flowing curtains staring silently at the family she once was a part of. Listening to their laughter and tears wanting to rush out and comfort with a word or a caress. The family senses her presence an glances at her location, but can see nothing except the gently moving curtains. Which is quite strange because there’s no air flowing in the house and life goes on, on this side of the veil. She who once was is no more, she lives in the family’s memories. She know that someday in her timeless place all will join her for another embrace. She misses her family very much but she’s not alone. Another in my “Blue Series.” A Compullage™ creation.
∆ 03/25/10 featured in the Abstract Digital Art and Writing Group.