Long ago in the heart of the Creator
Was birthed the love for the Artist – You!
Fashioned in His image, delighted in with joy
You were made to create something new.
Fearless and excited, abounding with ideas,
You took to task your birthright and call.
Curious and playful, you encountered the world
But somewhere along the way that wasn’t all.
You also discovered robbers and thieves
The ones who told you, “You’re so naïve"
And thus robbed you of trying
From the shame you received.
Then there were naysayers
And mockers galore.
They stole your confidence
Til you created no more.
The doubters, the fear-mongers
They moved in on you too.
The perfectionist, the critics
The busy-bodies, who knew?
And don’t forget all the voices
That haunt you from your past:
That teacher, your mother,
That lover you had last.
With all these assaults
on the creativity of heart
The time has come to reclaim it,
to heal the broken parts.
For these wounds were made to mend
And the artist within grow stronger,
To purge the soul of squatters,
To be held captive to lies no longer.
So come do justice to the thieves of your heart,
To dis-empower the critics
Is where it all must start.
Stir up your creativity
Engage your soul again.
Embrace the artist – You!
She delights to be your friend!