"Unbridled Spirit"

A blur of breath and burning ground,
He comes—
not to be tamed,
not to be named,
but known
in the marrow of the wild.

Sunlight slashes through the trees,
a blaze behind his crown.
Each stride carves thunder into air,
each shadow caught
a fleeting trace
of something holy,
uncontained.

The forest bends,
awed but unbroken.
And in his eyes—
the flame of every storm
that ever longed
to run.

- Anonymous

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Peinture originale en technique mixte, 51.5 x 65.5 cm (bordure blanche incluse)

Support: carton aquarelle à la cuve "William Turner", 300g/m3, 100% coton, grain fin, sans acide et inaltérable.

Vendu sans encadrement.