Weeping Willow by the stream,
letting down her hair of green,
tussled by the passing breeze,
a mournful maiden of all trees.
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"By the waters of Babylon,
there we sat down and wept,
when we remembered Zion.
On the willows there
we hung up our lyres.
For there our captors
required of us songs,
and our tormentors, mirth,
saying, 'Sing us one of
the songs of Zion!'
'How shall we sing
the LORD’s song
in a foreign land?'"
hey hey, long time no see, very ethereal, very beautiful
nice to see you posting. I loved your last work as well
This is a beautiful illustration.
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