Painted words of encouragement on my feelings of depression, I made the dark shine with purpose. “The chosen is ready “
Many colors, many tribulations, many brushes, to create a narrative to give praise for being chosen. I thank God for making my heart golden.
Even death is my artist. Giving tools and keys to more life, more colors and sounds humans can’t experience.
I walk through dark nights. Seeking self, bold and curious. I am small and great, well grown and mysterious. #AGE