Reclaimed Realms
$7,200.0030x40 (inches) Oil, collage and abalone shell on stretched linen.
He faces off
against the moon,
As the crowd of grass sways
endlessly in unison.
Until then, He thought
the moon to be His friend
But in that cold light,
The truth was revealed
It wasn’t a friend,
But His true love.
Alone, together
They uncover the mysteries.
He peers into Her,
Cascading
into the rhythm of celestial
Bodies of water pouring
Into the night.
This is where he finds his freedom.
---Poem by Jake Dunn