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