As I was preparing for an art show, this
broken Pietà sought a place within my work. I found it amongst some leaves at
our farm. It seemed such an odd discovery at the time.
In years past, I would
have most likely set it aside and forgotten about it; but something within me
has changed, allowing this rather pitiful, broken Pietà a proper place in my
imaginative, meditative mind.
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