What is art, what is love but a prayer?

Devotion in creation and acts of care,

Our art whispers back to us

As we like waters to the oneness

Murmur: I am your voice, a reflection,

I am your vision, your own conception;

I forge alchemy in my daily growing,

I am your return to yourself in knowing,

Footfall by footfall, word by word, sight by sight,

Each moment a canvas to paint in your light.

Antonia Sara Zenkevitch