<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[My Site]]></title><description><![CDATA[My Site]]></description><link>https://www.portrait-of-a-lady.art/home</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2026 18:46:41 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.portrait-of-a-lady.art/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[wanna share this view with you]]></title><description><![CDATA[Part I The things I lost were never truly mine; The love I found is a lifetime’s fill. With presence, I answer the finite; I honor impermanence by letting it be seen. Fear might rise, let the future come. Yet in this moment, Vast heaven and earth are held in a single breath; And the wilderness of stars Is inlaid in the depth of your gaze. Still, it all belongs to me. Part II After settling on this version, I realized the poem gives me strength. It reminds me to stand where I am: here, now,...]]></description><link>https://www.portrait-of-a-lady.art/post/blending-into-the-portrait</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6a2194981f44c606b374892b</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2026 15:16:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/f45e24_71069ef033ec4edb94c42edf249807ae~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_1000,h_941,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>zhqhscience</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>