LINKED IN GOLD

 36 x 48 Acrylic on Canvas.

POEM:

I stand where the desert blooms— rooted in the echoes of my mother’s voice, woven into the shades of sun and sky. No longer bound, but linked. Chains turned bridges, heavy once… now light with knowing. My hair holds the colors of many, my lips speak in crimson certainty. I wear my emotions like waves— a tide that moves, but never drowns me. The green hums, heart wide and open. Yellow flowers rise like dawn. And the gold? Oh, the gold shines not as weight— but as worth. I see, but I shield. I feel, but I stand. I am pieced together, yet whole. A desert-born daughter, a storm-worn woman, a story still unfolding.