Barbara Desrosiers



Veined Glory
Digitally altered photograph



"O wretched man that I am! who shall deliver me from the body of this death?" Romans 7:24

Veined wings flutter among veined petals, drawing sustenance from the source of all sustenance, bidding me return to the source of my being, the God above me, around me, and in me.


Nature’s continuous circle of transformation is but a reflection of the universal love and continuous creativity that come forth from God my Lord and my Savior. Mind, my soul, that from the Divine Light you came and to the Divine Light you shall return.


May my soul be but a window for the light to travel through, all else is but a ripple in the universe.