Creatrice

An artist only starves

When she forgets

To water the garden of her soul

Where the fruits of faith and

Inspiration will not evade

The master who stitches

Sun into her skin

Naked in vulnerability 

A creatrice colors her canvas

With memories that mirror

The emotions of her muse

Undressed of all illusion

Painted with passion for

The magical mirage of human life:

Oneness in fragments 

Of separate experience

Made infinite and immortal in the

A signature of one divine soul.

xoxo, L

​

a photo series with Deceptive Perspectives