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TWO HEARTS by Kiernan Antares


I wanted to paint a piece that celebrates my relationship with my partner…

 And bless a new phase we are entering.

 I began with abstract layers and two Native Indian spirits began to emerge.

As the painting progressed I knew it had to reflect a moment in time many years ago when I did wish upon a star. My poem ‘Two Hearts’ gives voice to that moment and the painting.
Artwork: 'Two Hearts' by the author, Kiernan Antares

 Two Hearts

One night I gazed upon a star

My heart aching

Yearning

For something it felt

It could not have

But, oh it so wanted

A dream too grande

For my heart to believe

Could possibly come true

A dream too grande

I couldn’t even allow it to exist

To be real

To give it a space in my heart

For it to grow

Nay

I couldn’t let it breathe

For fear of disappointment

And the crushing weight of feeling

Undeserving of happiness

But, in a moment of weakness

This dream said, no more

I must be breathed

I must be spoken

I must be

And so, as I gazed upon a star

Mine eyes settling

Focusing

My heart filled with this

Uncontainable desire

Overwhelmed with emotion

In admittance

In acknowledgement

Words spoken

I want it all! Yes, I do!

Tears overtaking me

Sighing so completely my wish sunk

deep deep into Gaia beneath my feet

Above me

The cosmos hearing my plea

Commanded a star to flash

So bright… so poignant…

Before mine eyes

And, I knew my life had an altered destiny

Behold

You are what happened

When I wished

Upon a star.
~


Kiernan Antares is a visionary artist, poet, and teacher based in Toronto, Ontario whose paintings and writings tell deep and rich stories through contemporary symbolism that offer healing, hope, and empowerment for the feminine soul ~ the heart of the world that has been suppressed in each of us, but is now re-awakening and emerging as a powerful force of love and wisdom. "It is my hope that something in my art will create a tiny explosion in your heart and that you will see that something, that Sacred Feminine Soul you’ve hungered for all along as a woman. She lives within you, She calls to you ~ to remember and awaken." You may connect with Kiernan via her website here, or find her on Facebook. 

~If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!~ 

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  1. This reminds me of the wonderful possibilities that open up in our lives when we open ourselves to the possibility that we are indeed deserving of them. In fact, who are we to adjudicate! If the universe wishes to bless us with all things wonderful (including a relationship from heaven), then who are we to stop it? All we need to do is be receptive. :) Thank you for bringing out this theme.

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