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2D • Atmosphere/Mood • posted on Jan 24, 2007

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hear you breathe so far from me I feel your touch so close and real And I know My church is not of silver and gold, It's glory lies beyond judgement of souls The commandments are of consolation and warmth You know our sacred dream won't fail The sanctuary tender and so frail The sacrament of love The sacrament of warmth is true The sacrament is you I hear you weep so far from me I taste your tears like you're next to me And I know My weak prayers are not enough to heal Oh the ancient wounds so deep and so dear The revelation is of hatred and fear Lyrics by H.I.M

Comments (14)

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JohnDelaquiox

1:56AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

that is gorgeous

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JillianElf

1:58AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

Love this. The blue, the rain, the composition. I am new here and just checked out your gallery. Wonderful and beautiful work! :)

SecondChoice

2:36AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

wonderful! perfect. great postwork!

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woovias

2:39AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

Fine work! I congratulate! And many thanks.

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Mondwin

3:14AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

Amazing piece...bravissima!V:DDD.Hugsxx

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kimariehere

4:05AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

What an awesome work of art!!! brilliant idea and mood!!! bravo !! love this one!! ***** !!!

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RodolfoCiminelli

4:26AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

Soendid and very creative realization of impressive beauty......!!! Great postwork very creative......!!!!!

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NekhbetSun

4:41AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

Love this Elaine....love H.I.M. too ! ~ HUGZZZZ ~

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clifftoppler

6:20AM | Wed, 24 January 2007

Poem and picture: both are fine. I like the way the plunging, triangular centre of the clouds breaks the otherwise gloom of that area and unifies it with the lower part of the composition. The lightness is an expression of hope. The ground is tearful, whilst the existence of that seat with its back to the waves induces a questioning attitude. Thinking becomes a productive habit.

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