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Babylon by TALONABRAXAS Babylon by TALONABRAXAS
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Frederic-Lievre Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2013  Professional Digital Artist
The background with the sitting guy, where did you get it?
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L-Drolma Featured By Owner Feb 4, 2012
Within each man and woman the babylon and the temple not yet built
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DeathOfATragedy Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
My interpretation of this piece is simple : isolation. :)
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ScribalWriter Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2012   Traditional Artist
The shadows hug her form so beautifully. Gorgeous! :clap:
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SilenceNoise Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2012  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
well done!
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dmmayeux Featured By Owner Feb 2, 2012
Haunting and beautiful; it reminds me of this poem ...

"The Pilgrim"

Behind me lies the mistress of the East,
Golden in evening, fair dome on dome
Poised and irised like the far-flung foam
Lashed on the rubs of some forsaken coast.
Wicked and lovely temptress, fruitless boast
Of all that man may build and little be
Mart of the world's base passions, where they feast
Of shame was spread, they sin encompassed me
Where all desires and all dreams were rife
With lust of flesh and eye and pride of life,
Lo! I have reft they carnal mastery--
I have gone forth and shut the gates of thee.

Before me lies the desert and the night,
White star and cold above a pathless waste,
Blue shade and grey to where the world effaced
Flings loose its shadows on the lap of God.
Briars and dust upon my brow, unshod,
In pilgrim weeds athwart a vineless land,
My feet shall pass and mark the path aright,
For lo! They staff and rod are in my hand;
And with the light Thy city shall unfurl
Its golden oriflames and tents of pearl---
Dead Babylon, they gilden clasp I flee;
Jerusalem, lift up they gates to me!

--Eleanor Downing
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