“We Are But a Vapor” – This piece actually began as a girl sitting in a grassy opening of a forest, but I just couldn’t get it the way I wanted it to. I wanted something not so gloomy, but still weighted in reality. Over all this piece took a long time. But when I found the right pieces, it fell in to place relatively quickly.

For He knows how weak we are; He remembers we are only dust.
Our days on earth are like grass; like wildflowers, we bloom and die.
The wind blows, and we are gone, as though we had never been here.
But the love of the Lord remains forever with those who fear him.

Psalm 103:14-17a