Free to choose an alternative road.

What if instead of picking up tweezers, we picked up dignity?

What if instead of painting faces, we painted courage on our hearts?

What if instead of collecting powders, we collected knowledge?

What if instead of waxing skin, we waxed in joy?

What if instead of changing our appearance, we changed our attitude?

What if instead of freeing others to define us, we define ourselves as free?

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-Rachel (frolickingfrivolities)

"Nostalgia", 2009.
Mixed media, though mostly acrylics.
Pictures a little blurry, but the actual piece has hidden lines of poetry/lyrics :)

"Nostalgia", 2009.

Mixed media, though mostly acrylics.

Pictures a little blurry, but the actual piece has hidden lines of poetry/lyrics :)

Over the rough and tumultuous sea,
The deep expanses call the sky,
Pushing, pulling the fray of mist
Upon the crests of waves so high.

And on these crests, the white-topped crests
A season now begins.
To seek the calm and peace yet nigh
That saves and makes amends.

So how to start; the rage of war
The blood-filled battle cries
Will emanate from obscure depths
And fill the sea with sighs.

Over the rough and tumultuous sea,

The deep expanses call the sky,

Pushing, pulling the fray of mist

Upon the crests of waves so high.

And on these crests, the white-topped crests

A season now begins.

To seek the calm and peace yet nigh

That saves and makes amends.

So how to start; the rage of war

The blood-filled battle cries

Will emanate from obscure depths

And fill the sea with sighs.

Poetry book cover, 2010.