Oil on canvas 900 × 900mm

Poem by Rachael Middlebrook

In darkest hush, no path in sight,
No star to guide, no flame, no light.
Yet still you step, though shadows stay
And with your step, begins the way.

A glint will stir where doubt once grew,
The road unfolds beneath what’s true.
You need not see the journey’s end—
Just trust the dark, and take its hand