To finally begin to live
In the warm embrace of an artist's heart
Resurrected
From this cold barrow
My mournful hibernation
He has breathed life into my crux
Wiped clean the dust from my soul
Nurtured my development
Golden and inspired
Fed my deepest internal needs
I am made
Chipped from hard stone and softened by loving hands
A late muse
Celebrated
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 3:16 PM UTC
To finally begin to live
In the warm embrace of an artist's heart
Resurrected
From this cold barrow
My mournful hibernation
He has breathed life into my crux
Wiped clean the dust from my soul
Nurtured my development
Golden and inspired
Fed my deepest internal needs
I am made
Chipped from hard stone and softened by loving hands
A late muse
Celebrated
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