A silhouetted bird sits under the quiet communion of a slivered moon, with the expectation of hope. Hidden among the branches, yet touched by the moon’s glow, his heart cries “see me…know me…love me.” Up to this point, there was too much fear to courageously reach out and be known…people might not like what they know. But this quiet moment, the heart allows itself to be reflected, just as the moon reflects the sun; and peace shines for a time.
Acrylic on canvas
by Misty Bedwell