With golden streams
Our universe was brought to life
Pulling at the seams
Our once barren world now filled with light
So we may fall in love
Every time we open up our eyes
I guess space and time
Takes violent things, angry things,
And makes them kind.
We are the dust of dust,
We are the apple of God's eye
We are infinite as the universe will hold inside.

Something I needed. Something I'm proud of. Drawn to one of my favorite songs, "Sun" (by Sleeping at Last).

I would highly recommend his album "Atlas: Year One". Every song is very calming and makes me feel rejuvenated, especially after drawing to them.

Art (c) me
Topaz (c) me