Welcome to one of the ones,

who tends the mythic weave -

choreographing sanctuaries of breath, brush, and meaning.

Where words

spill and images are conjured.

Where feet tread, and history warms -

like old friends before glowing embers.

Each artefact is the craft of holding one another dear,

our hearts full of songs

that only the brave can raise and whistle -

with the winds of time

that shape and shift for all humanity.