EXISTENCE / mixed media acrylics and fiber

poem:EXISTENCE soon, you shall be gone far away; so will I what then? will we find what we have been looking for?or will we find the mystery was solved long ago. fearful, always fearful, could it ever be? oh God, what kind of fools are we, born to know this love, yet to struggle against the mysterious that keeps us apart. If so,then I do not know why; but an existence like this , is a martyr's path and does not fit us well, we cannot! ruie