Rebirth's symphony 2023
Mixed media on canvas 219 x 220 cm
How do we heal and recover, how do we bring ourselves back to life again?
The following poetry is written in braille on the painting:
I Reborn
On the edge of the feelings
Led by undisclosed desires
I’m blind and deaf by numbness
Looking out for more options and possibilities
To be sublime.
Screaming at my highest tone
Trying to awake every oblivious soul
I’m calling out nature
To take care of its creature
To stay alive.
Checking in and out
Moving sporadically
I catch up the rays of the sun
Attaching them hectically
To purify.
Sliding down the hill
I don’t belong there
Shallow valleys offer vast spaces
To feel like home.
And now I pull out all my weapons
And burn that closet with suffers
Destroying my personality
And breaking old moulds
I reborn.
Leyli Salayeva
The following poetry is written in braille on the painting:
I Reborn
On the edge of the feelings
Led by undisclosed desires
I’m blind and deaf by numbness
Looking out for more options and possibilities
To be sublime.
Screaming at my highest tone
Trying to awake every oblivious soul
I’m calling out nature
To take care of its creature
To stay alive.
Checking in and out
Moving sporadically
I catch up the rays of the sun
Attaching them hectically
To purify.
Sliding down the hill
I don’t belong there
Shallow valleys offer vast spaces
To feel like home.
And now I pull out all my weapons
And burn that closet with suffers
Destroying my personality
And breaking old moulds
I reborn.
Leyli Salayeva
