|Gold leaf, dye and acrylic on unprimed canvas, 48"x48"|
In every stepwell, lies a ledge
Where man and angels fear to tread
Yet all who dive and drink therein
Find living water stored within.
From a nearby thorny hedge
Falls the feathered fragile fledge
Sinking neath the silvery sedge
Without bower, without kedge
Left to drown among the dredge.
Withered soul, she walks the edge
Mouth dry, heart burst and bled
“Dig deep, look back", stepping farther in
Transfixed yet parched, brave diver dives again.
Of depths and heights, I here do pledge
Despite great fear and lonesome dread
May I choose love, yet again
both bird and diver are akin.