SAVIOUR oil on panel 40in. x 30in. ±101.6cm. x 76.2cm. ARTIST'S WRITING CLOSER DETAILS
SAVIOUR The gulls hover high, ghosting overhead I know this from the shadows, mixing with the weeds Obscured, changing by the second—drifting indistinct There’s so much not to trust, so much feeds my doubt Your eyes are my lost silver—my only solid truth They keep my hope from fleeing; they keep my lungs still breathing You; my strength, my heart, my thread My trust still lives within you; a trust, that the wicked ones have shed Your eyes reflect my goodness, my kindness My periled pulse of balance Through them I find my wishes, my great forgotten strength Your eyes, your sea, your birth—a quilted cross of earth A liquid, a florid, a flood of all the things I love Your eyes are my lost silver, unleashing my lost ways Unprisoned Uncrippled Deathless are my days Your eyes are my lost silver, my fire, my beacon in the maze You; my might, my guide, my thread You are the glisten in this web You My strength, my heart, my thread You are the brightness I have wed