I WILL

Purna, acrylics on camvas

​I will
Touch my brush to the canvas
As if my life depended on it
Because it does.
 
And I will
Step forth with no armor,
As I am,
 
And I will
Let you write the names of creation
Into me, turn my blood to medicine
And let the innocence of life
Pierce me to the heart.
 
I will
Fall into you, pain and love, all
And beauty that will kill me
Lest I dance with it,
And I will.
 
I will
Suffer in emptiness, with no recourse
And I will
Die blackly and starkly, mutely and pointlessly,
And in the ulcerous wastelands of desecration
I will
Remember to find your smile within me,
And I will
Rise with your song on my lips
And dance in you power
Until all the Names of Life, one by one,
Are flesh again.
 
I will, I promise,
See Life bloom anew.
For the seed you entrusted me with
I will
Never give up.
 
I will,
And I thank You for knowing that about me.
I will
When I think I can’t.
I will
When all seems lost.
 
I will.
 
My answer to You
Is always Yes.

Tatiana Kiselyova 
June 5 – June 22, 2019

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