Hungry For Love*

$200.00

Limited Edition print made from the words of Launa’s poetry. Proceeds from this print benefit Ukraine. 20x30, edition of 300 signed & numbered. *Please note: due to the scale of the print and the price of shipping, this will be shipped rolled in an art tube.

Poetry:

Hungry for Love

I asked for vision

To see them through the eyes of God

I received more than I expected, more than I wished

That day, I viewed them with indescribable clarity

Seeing not just their faces but their souls

Hungry for love

Thirsty for truth

Blinded by darkness, longing for light

I saw young women with broken dreams

Because of husbands who had severed vows

I saw lonely widows

Whose partners had been cruelly snatched away

By bitter water and poisoned air

I saw grandmothers

In bright red babushkas

With hot tears streaming down

Who were left to raise the orphans

To find a way to make nothing

Stretch into something

So their little bellies

Wouldn’t growl from enormous need

Hungry for love

Thirsty for truth

Blinded by darkness, longing for light

I have been broken open

To be a fragrance throughout the earth

So that the tender aroma

Of true bread can be sensed

And all who are hungry for love

Will be filled

And will never feel famished again

And to drink

From the source that is clean and pure

Streams of Living Waters

From this day on

They will never be thirsty again

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Limited Edition print made from the words of Launa’s poetry. Proceeds from this print benefit Ukraine. 20x30, edition of 300 signed & numbered. *Please note: due to the scale of the print and the price of shipping, this will be shipped rolled in an art tube.

Poetry:

Hungry for Love

I asked for vision

To see them through the eyes of God

I received more than I expected, more than I wished

That day, I viewed them with indescribable clarity

Seeing not just their faces but their souls

Hungry for love

Thirsty for truth

Blinded by darkness, longing for light

I saw young women with broken dreams

Because of husbands who had severed vows

I saw lonely widows

Whose partners had been cruelly snatched away

By bitter water and poisoned air

I saw grandmothers

In bright red babushkas

With hot tears streaming down

Who were left to raise the orphans

To find a way to make nothing

Stretch into something

So their little bellies

Wouldn’t growl from enormous need

Hungry for love

Thirsty for truth

Blinded by darkness, longing for light

I have been broken open

To be a fragrance throughout the earth

So that the tender aroma

Of true bread can be sensed

And all who are hungry for love

Will be filled

And will never feel famished again

And to drink

From the source that is clean and pure

Streams of Living Waters

From this day on

They will never be thirsty again