The brush strokes of this portrait my stray. Look closer that is the waves of the ocean rippling from the storm of come what may. The sun is setting. Yonder comes eternity. I am drifting on the current when alone. I am sailing in the sunshine within the existence of we.
In the days to come, my daughter will face unexpected storms. In the hours to be, my sons will be drifting and sailing. In the distance, I paint yonder. In the now, the brush stroke displays enternity. I paint this picture for my children. I am optimistic they will consider it a masterpiece.