Chosen Family

oil on wood in antique frame 21” x 40”

In this stilled possibility, O The moment my love falls (O) As a pebble into the water, ((O)) I cast out ripples to you, (((O))) My chosen family. ((((O)))) Even as the fickle river Flows around our ankles, Off on some journey, We too are different, changing. But in this ephemeral 'now', this dance across the surface tension, reaching through this fluid skin, This happily ever after moment, I am here with you. -O-