PaintingFeb 10, 2008 - 11:21 AM PST Two things I saw clearly. There, floating on a mirror, carpeting the feet of a black, slender pear, were myriad tiny petals of white lace. Then, as the angel's brush swept upward, it drew my gaze with it. Surmounting the gracious tree a profusion of red and orange leaves, mixed like fire. God was at it again, commissioning his angels to adorn His wide cathedral. |
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