He prays like His grandfather. Comes every day. And the hat-kippa lovingly connects him with a crochet hook with God. And every time, asking not for himself - he stretches out his arms, trying to be heard in the crowd of people standing nearby. After all, with the Almighty he decided his affairs long ago ... Now he prays for others ...

Canvas. Oil. 50x60
April 2019

Section: Souls

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Не каждый смысл находит мгновенно отголоски в хранилище души, но каждому дано задеть струну. Вопрос лишь в том, кто рвёт, а кто старается едва соприкоснуться?! Всему есть своё время и итог...