by Kiernan Antares


16″ x 16″


on Gallery Wood Panel

Artwork Statement

“The ocean can do without fish.

My soul, let me tell you a secret.


It is rare to meet a fish like the ocean.

Seawater is the nursing mother,

fish the crying babies.


But sometimes the ocean comes looking

for a particular fish to hear what it wants.


The ocean will not act before it knows.

The fish is an emperor then, the ocean, its minister.


How long will I keep talking in riddles?

Shams is the master that turns the earth fragrant.

When plants feel him near, they open out.


I would not have a soul,

if after tasting the taste of Shams,

I could go back to being who I was.”


~ Rumi

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