Leaving for the Stars

If you ever get caught up in the sense of your own importance then stand outside and look at the stars.
My painting is inspired by this. 24" x 24" on canvas.

Here is a poem I love.

One day I shall leave this place
I will blow through the trees with the rain
And listen as the leaves fall like snow

One day I will talk to the mountains
And they will smile
I will shelter from the beat
of a butterfly's wings
And hear spiders walk

One day when the tears and the fears
And the years have slipped away
I will light a fire on a beach

the smoke will take me to the stars
And I will be free