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…I recently had a vision for a brother of mine who is across the sea and in the land of Germany, so I decided to pull out my old books, paint, wood stain, brushes, pencils and erasers and go to the drawing table.

Through the duration of working on this piece, a few of the powerfully prophetic lyrics of one of my favorite songs by one of my most-liked artists kept repeating in my mind along with this vision:

when the night comes, 
and you don’t know which way to go 
through the shadowlands, 
and forgotten paths, 
you will find a road  

like an owl you must fly by moonlight with an open eye, 
and use your instinct as a guide, to navigate the ways that lays before you, 
you were born to, take the greatest flight…

—White Owl, by Josh Garrels

if I had to name a song that is relevant for my life right now and stirs really deep within me… it’d be this one. curious and waiting in anticipation…

white owl, by josh garrels
when the night comes,
and you don’t know which way to go
through the shadowlands,
and forgotten paths,
you will find a road

like an owl you must fly
by moonlight with an open eye,
and use your instinct as your guide,
to navigate the ways that lays before you,
you were born to take the greatest flight

like a serpent and a dove,
you will have wisdom born of love
and carry visions from above
into the places no man dares to follow
every hollow in the dark of night
waiting for the light
take the flame tonight

child the time has come for you to go
you will never be alone
every dream that you have been shown
will be like living stone
building you into a home
a shelter from the storm

like a messenger of peace,
the beauty waits be released
upon the sacred path you keep,
leading deeper into the unveiling
as your sailing, across the great divide

like a wolf at midnight howls,
you use your voice in darkest hours
to break the silence and the power,
holding back the others from their glory
every story will be written soon
the blood is on the moon
morning will come soon

child the time has come for you to go
you will never be alone
every dream that you have been shown
will be like living stone
building you into a home
a shelter from the storm