The Mysterious Milk Harvest

Amidst a field of green and gold, A figure stands with milk to hold, Gender lost in patterns wild, Grey hair adorned with flowers mild. The dress that sways in gentle breeze, A canvas painted with such ease, Colors, hairs, and shapes so strange, A canvas that defies all range. A creature lurks behind with grace, A cow of sorts, with hair and face, A mystery shrouded in its form, A puzzle left for all to mourn. This artwork from the land of old, A story left for us to hold, A tale of beauty, wonder, fear, A scene that's not quite clear. And so we stand before this art, A riddle of the human heart, A masterpiece that leaves us all, Enchanted in its mystic thrall. Artwork created with love...View all