The stems are gold, the leaves are white
The bird’s a daytime piece of night.
His story’s old. I cannot tell.
The blackbird knows the story well.
A painting I just finished
The Dreaming Path
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The stems are gold, the leaves are white
The bird’s a daytime piece of night.
His story’s old. I cannot tell.
The blackbird knows the story well.
The Dreaming Path 
I like the colors!
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