Tempest Over a Cold Land – A painting by Deepak Menon

When there are the fiery winds of war or love
Some remain unaffected like the placid dove
Some rage and churn out emotion
And sleep through the commotion
Like the Icy Coldness of Snow Covered land …..
But even in the cold desolation
There remains a spark of elation
And a house is built – a house of love
Like the little house we see above
And always there will be Lady Hope’s hand……

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