Promise of Hope

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“These tears fall heavy, honest gold-

each one a prayer too deep for sound.

Grief has carved a sacred place

where holy ground is found.

Though shadows press and silence stays,

and beauty feels too far to see,

these drops will bloom in coming days-

a garden born from agony.

So let them fall, don’t turn away,

for pain does not mean you’re alone.

Within the weeping, seeds are laid-

and hope has made them home.”

-Ariel Wachtel

This piece was created in the midst of deep grief and heartache, mourning in moments unseen but showing up in life anyway. I realized 3 years into this walk that God had gifted me such empathy through the heartache of grief. He had transformed my tears into a beautiful purpose. He didn't cause the pain, but He took it and made something bloom. 

16x20in gold leaf and oil on canvas