Hope

 

By John Keats

When by my solitary hearth I sit,

When no fair dreams before my ‘mind’s eye’ flit,

And the bare heath of life presents no bloom;

Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,

And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head …

"Around the Corner"

oil on 12x12" linen panel.

Inspired by a photo I took when visiting a Greek Island, as I turned to a light dappled and flowered corner.....

and now with a glimmer of hope for us all!