Treemother

Looking back to the beginnings. There among the dry leaves and the forgotten toys of our youth when bliss and eternity were one together. Our tree mother who embraces us lifting us up high and higher to swing us high above the treetops and greeting the light. Finally the wind grabbing our hands to take us far away beyond the horizon on this unforgettable journey.
 
Treemother: pencil conte fineliner - Gimp