Nirvana - in the meadow, swallows
24x48 ins. Acrylic. June 29, 2015

Swallows travel to and fro, And the great winds come and go,

And the steady breezes blow, Bearing perfume, bearing love.

Breezes hasten, swallows fly, Towered clouds forever ply,

And at noonday, you and I, See the same sunshine above.

- Robert Louis Stevenson