'A glimpse of light'

She flies above the wind, yet can she not arise; She imagines going to a place, where nothing strikes; And the pleasant sound of liveliness in the small streets returns; Empty buildings, hot temperatures, the smell of ash; Another distressing moment passes like a flash; It’s the little bit of light at the end of the tunnel; That enlightens her weighted heart. Watercolor on watercolor paper 24x30cm