Art Medium: Gel Pen, Photoshop When loss is gain When emptiness Is filled with spirit When nakedness Is freedom; a voice To live beyond The threshold of Humanity's pond To grasp a dream That no one sees To know by faith That your realities May be sure treasures They can never know For moths and rust Corrupt their soul... And to find, by giving, That more is gained And, in affliction, Healing is claimed Of mind and heart, Not flesh alone Then this is when You've found your home.