SEPTEMBER GALLERY
Beginnings
MULAT by pomona
Imulat mo ang iyong mga mata
lawakan ang pang unawa
HOPE FROM THE MUD by mg
The Lotus Flower is rooted in the mud, blooms during the day, and closes at night. The next day, it re-blooms and looks pure and bright again.
It symbolizes that every day is a new beginning to start a day full of joy, hope, and opportunities. No matter what struggles you’ve been through, you are capable of rising above again and overcome all the negativities and find hope and happiness as you emerge from your struggles.
NEW COLORS by anonymous
The artwork itself, signifies endless opportunities and possibilities in life. Although it may take time for these colored wings to spread out and take flight, always remember to trust the morphing process.
HIDEAWAY by anonymous
hide·a·way
/ˈhīdəˌwā/
noun
a place used as a retreat or a hiding place
MURPHY by Akida
Little dreams can be made to reality
"Precious Mazzy" by Lyndelle Da
This is a portrait of my cousin, a miracle baby, who was born to a 36-year-old mother diagnosed with APAS (Antiphospholipid Syndrome) and PCOS (Polycystic Ovary Syndrome). God has sent us a precious beginning.
F. R. I. E. N. D. S by Wanderer
Compilations of random friends.
TRUST THE PROCESS by Yami
"Success is born of struggle" reminds me personally that the trials and burdens that I face today will help in building up my strength for tomorrows.
TODAY IS NEW by pomona
Today is not yesterday
Not months ago
Today is new
An opportunity to start again
Another chance for change - though we can't change the past, we decide where we go from here
Today is a blank canvas
All yours for the taking
You decide what to happen
Why don't you go and make a good day today
In the New but Old Room by Wanderer
IN THE NEW BUT OLD ROOM
Then upon these doors begins
From an old door
Leading to an old room
Appears to be an old room
Where many others entered
Unfamiliar yet familiar
New to me
But not to those before me
It may seem unfamiliar
Yet I have comfort
For the room may be new to me
But in it are people
Who are in it for years
Compassionate enough to welcome me
And so is my welcome in medschool
Everything is new
So unfamiliar
But my solace
Is in my kuyas and ates
Is in my profs
Who know the room for long
Who will help me get familiar
In the new but old field of medicine
By Michael Fabellon
beginningning by Elizabeth Bennet
To soak under the rivulet of sun rays that marks the beginning of the day.
Half hour by Oswin
The ready sincerity of a pinky promise and a fleeting moment of indecision
Borgir Time by Hasbullah
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