A photography of some of the framed fine art work by me, illustrating ice (water) and a frozen tree.
All day I think about it,
then at night I say it.
Where did I come from,
and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere,
I’m sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
Rumi
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