Pushing Through Dark Skies

10" x 10"
Encaustic, oil paint, and mixed media on framed cradled birch panel
 
I look up,
believing I can be free,
clinging to silk-cotton hopes—
through dark clouds reaching light.
I am the wind,
pushing through dark skies,
carrying dreams of light.
Freedom is not far—
it’s the song in the breeze,
the shimmer on the horizon,
the endless breath of possibility.