Red Grains

Oil On Canvas
36/36 inch (90/90 cm) in

When the grass has grown old, and the body lays cold in the browning wheat.The evening tears have fallen leaving diamond traces nightingale. Sings a somber song, it sounds like a maiden weeping,and like the ghost of the wind as I lay in the wheat field.

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