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…
Category: Sense-scape
Sense-scape touches upon the physical world; the taste, the feel, the scent, sight and sound, the body in nature and our access & experience.
Creative Space
In our ‘creative space’, the world expands – We examine, we see, today in our hands How we learn; what we want this place to be, Inside out, outside in, a space as we make it Is not what we’re told it should have been. Each space is made of much, much more…
Courageous Dance
Courageous dance, to enter To awaken in the wake, Light of her in him and he in her Shed our casings like the snake To know body as a sacred space Removing layers we are clothed within, Eye to eye, lips to lips, face to face Curved new membrane, skin on skin Sensing risk, trust,…
Bee sings OM
Bee sings “OM” We are the word alive, The song of “Om” From the honey-bee’s hive, She knows how to dance in air, Though science says her weight her wings could never bare, Should she be silent, life is cleft, Without her impossible flight No life would be left – Divine Romance…
Treasure
Abandoned moments do not last In the magma of a churning past We are suspended gold dust Affection ignites love from lust, It is only when i feel like treasure That I explode with total pleasure. Antonia Sara Zenkevitch
magnolia tree
magick tree of healing and fidelity I have nurtured you when neglected, cut away the brambles and ivy that may have strangled you in your slow growth to bloom, invaders have cut away your budding, cut the years of life I nurtured poisoned the life around you and tied your fragile, worried stalk to…
Lion’s Teeth
I, as strength’s image pick Lion’s teeth ever-living, deep rooted, vital, feared, persistent through many adversity – feathered heads that seed the wind with play that welcomes in our cubs seeing you in puffball, promising sun to cast a spell of new beginnings dancing time in wind blown mane, You bite into earth, rock and…
Antonia Sara Zenkevitch 