Fate Union (Pt.I)
Oil on Canvas
56 x 69 x 2 cm
Well O this lonely corpus,
Onus of all I know how,
Etched in my face as a furrowing,
Horizon by the edge of my brow.
Brought to thy knees as a kindness,
For to halt the clenching rise.
For to lead by the low to the highness,
By the ground eyes drift only to skies.