Hundreds of Stars

Whenever she laughed
hundreds of stars would
fall from her hair,
& all l wanted was to bend down
& pick them all up
– knowing that her soul
wasn’t going to walk the earth
much longer.

But she didn’t believe in
keeping her magic in jars.
So all l could do was watch them
disappear with the breeze,
not knowing that she was secretly
blowing them into other people’s hearts…  January 4 .08 

Much loved and inspiring stories along with unedited ink illustrations and drops of watercolours & pigment thrown in-between…

One of a kind – handcrafted original Soul Stories on beautiful archival paper by Canson
~ 160gsm, A4 size

$250 aud (framed $280, pick up only)

*Please note this is NOT A PRINT – It is the original Soul Stories piece created by tams.