Where chaos reigns, we pray to shape the unseen into the light of what could be.
Praying in Chaos – Digital Print
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In the cradle of chaos, where red skies burn bright,
A man bows in prayer, dreadlocks crowned with night.
He paints with closed eyes, a world yet unseen,
Where imagination’s brush strokes what has never been.
In the silence of surrender, dreams take their flight,
For in this sacred stillness, we forge our own light.
With each whispered word, he sculpts the unknown,
Turning chaos to calm, where new seeds are sown — Inkahna
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