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There is an old antique shop down the lawn
Dust covers every single item
It hugs every broken chair
It envelopes every old hat
It encircles every unused toy
But just in the corner
There
By the one eyed rocking horse
There sits one item that is untouched
Untouched by the dust
Yes
Its gold frame is tarnished
Yes
Its paint is peeling
But it’s only gained beauty over time
For as the waves hit the cliff in its visage
An open piece of canvas lies in the castles sky
Peeled off by an unruly child
Though the painting has lost a part of its soul
It gains more of it anew
For it both lost
And gained splendor
Whenever probing eyes glance across the forgotten canvas
Their own soul is captured into that blank piece
Momentarily morphing into its shape
Yet adding their own shape to it
Some may see the shadow of death looming over the palace
Some may see angels descending upon the fortress
Some may see birds keeping an eye on the home
There is an old antique shop down the lane
In it a forgotten and aged landscape that has lost something
That has lost part of its soul
What does your soul make in this painting?
- by Hyper-Goth |
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- Title: Portrait of the Soul
- Artist: Hyper-Goth
- Description: One fine summer I was taken by my family to visit a grandmother and antique in good old Kansas. While doing so, I stumbled upon a painting that, as cliche as it sounds, spoke to me. I was unable to buy it at the time, and I'm now on a constant search for the thing.
- Date: 07/03/2009
- Tags: portrait soul painting antique
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Comments (3 Comments)
- vintyy - 07/06/2009
- :/
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- Shadowashes - 07/04/2009
- Nice. I hope you find it.
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- AnimeFanJGMT - 07/04/2009
- Wow, that sounds so cool. I wish I could see it.
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