Heavenly flower — an honourable name to receive in gratitude. With paint and no agenda, bare walls were coloured. Gyspy wedding guests fleeing with stories and perseverance. The butterfly flourished. A holy place grew in the village, built from eggplant money and quiet devotion. They served those without homes with open hearts. The name was there too — not on a sign, but in the folds of a shared past. A flower left to grow in the dirt. Paint strokes for bejewelled rice.

This piece was donated for auction in the Parwana Aid to Afghanistan Fundraiser.