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I met a fellow artist and kindred spirit four summers ago. Her name is Anne McCrady, and she is a gifted writer and poet. She wrote this for me, and it has given me much joy and inspiration:

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Like prayers, colors
are placed on the altar
of waiting canvas.
Pulled from heart-places
only God can know,
rivers of red and rocks
of purple bloom
with the urgency
of creation:
fire and forgiveness,
water and worship,
soil and sanctuary.
Each offering,
each frame,
a sacred song,
a spiritual gift.
In the genesis
of this single hand,
God speaks,
and we can listen!

-Anne McCrady