Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself.
Khalil Gibran
Mandala #307 – Majanicho
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of life’s longing for itself.
Khalil Gibran
Mandala Vihara 
This makes me think of Native American artwork. I like the warmth of the copper tones. Nice one! 💞🙏🥁⌛️⏳🔓🔔🇱🇻
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Thank you, Gunta! Your mention of Native American artwork made me think of the Man in the Maze labyrinth.
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“…there’s a dream there, and you reach that dream when you get to the middle of the maze”
(thanks for the link -you always seem to find such good ones!)
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Glad it proved to be of some interest… 🤗🙋♂️
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That must have been a muddy beach.
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lol
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It was indeed a rather a sun-baked, cracked mud bed.
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I see children with hoods dancing round aliens!!!! 👽👽👽👽
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Those must be the children of life’s longing for itself together with their off-world spirit guardians…
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Or maybe our children are just life manifesting itself. In any case, this is an elegant representation of life’s reach.
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👌 Yes, thanks Lynn!
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Wonderful picture
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Many thanks for stopping by and commenting!
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This one is stunning! Black, white and sepia, I must remember this for future drawings!
Be well, Graham!
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Thanks, so glad you like it, Resa!
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