Oil on board, 6" x 6"
$125 plus $6 shipping in U.S.
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When surrounded by snow, even shallow streams look like deep, inky-black pools.
All finite things reveal infinitude:
The mountain with its singular bright shade
Like the blue shine on freshly frozen snow,
The after-light upon ice-burdened pines;
Odor of basswood upon a mountain slope,
A scene beloved of bees;
Silence of water above a sunken tree:
The pure serene of memory in one man,--
A ripple widening from a single stone
Winding around the waters of the world.
~ Theodore Roethke, last stanza of The Far Field