Lioness at The Gate Original Artwork

8 X 10 Oil on Board

“She is the gate cross her threshold-and be blessed

No crown no permission, just a woman where wild meets sacred-forging home from fire

You might miss her strength if you’re only listening for loud but she burns oh how she burns-

First to bleed ast to rest

Light that refuses to go out love that rises again and again

Not ornamental-elemental

Wind root spine

She doesn’t just guard-she sanctifies

Remembering what the world forgot and carries it in her chest like flame

The kind of love that holds the broken

And rebuilds in the same breath

Mother warrior lightbearer

Architect of peace”

“She lives in that liminal space where the fierce meets the tender, where love is both sword and sanctuary.

This kind of love doesn’t always get noticed…but oh how it shapes everything!”

Emily Shay

Original artwork of Oil on Linen 8 x 10. Framed at 12 x 15. Painted 2025.