Stories Forgotten

16"x16"
Encaustic, oil paint, and mixed media on framed cradled birch panel
 
Beneath the surface, where sunlight fades,
Lie forgotten stories, in shadowed shades.
Echoes of moments, silent and deep,
In the subconscious, where our memories sleep.
Like an iceberg’s tip, the conscious mind shows,
but beneath, the layers our water flows.
Preconscious whispers, just under sight,
Hold keys to the past, both dark and bright.
Our past, a river beneath still rock,
Shaping today with its secret clock .
Stories of us.
Untold.