Ma Muse

lavender goddess 3 © 2014 heather rhodes studio petronella all rights reserved

beneath the words,
in a place that has no name

there lives a glowing temple
of brilliant brokenness;

where you whisper in fluent iridescence,
the softest shade of lavender-blue...

ma muse

such a deep harbor
in which you meet me;
your wake a resounding echo
rippling through my body 
of your living waters

awake,
each breath 
like a morning

we are a flock of tender birds
taking flight
from the nest of your devoted heart

our pale wings 
trembling 
with anticipation, aliveness
into the warm afternoon sun

words & image © Heather Rhodes at Studio Petronella
model: ofelia