Gail Kent
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Touched by the Wind Touched by The wind Summer 1952 Grandfather's home Bonnie Brook Sheer, white ruffled curtains Gently and rhythmically waving, Revealing the body and the voice of the Wind
The wind speaks to me Eyes hear the voice. Power. Determination. Peace of mind. Purpose in the soul. Creating a driving force inside. Songs for the soul To meditate upon That eyes can hear. *
* My need to do art was (draw)n from the above incident. When someone hurts I tend to feel the pain. My art is about people and how they feel inside. It's important for people to know we are not here by accident or by mistake, but that we are created - and with that... we have a purpose.