Cherish Me
I sprang up from mother earth
She clothed me in her own colors
I was nourished by father sun
He glazed the pottery of my skin
I am beautiful by design
The pattern of the night in my hair
The pattern of music in my rhythm
As you would cherish a thing of beauty
Cherish me.
by Joyce Carol Thomas
What you can’t see in these photos was the pain inside from life’s unexpected curve-balls but that’s life, no matter what we’ve got to push through. I’ve been here before and I know it only gets better. My pain had purpose and I’m determined, passionate, and will continue to pursue what’s meant for me. Sometimes some of our greatest work comes from broken places and broken moments. Allow yourself to live in it and feel every emotion in that moment because it’s momentary not a life sentence.
Creative Director, Stylist, & Photographer: Barry Lee Polk Photography
Model: Narcisa Maura
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