In the woods they whisper of what is coming
in the skies they flutter stories of light
the waters dance
the winds sigh
the unseen felt through the bones
it overflows
the arrival will be known
only by love
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The arrival
I bow
I bow in gratitude
for all the hands that held mine
for all the shoulders I could stand upon
for all the beings that guided me along
for all the silent whispers in the cold
for every morning I could breathe, open my eyes and see
for all the remembrance, reminiscence, knowing beyond time
for the yielding and the surrender
for the bad, the ugly and the wrong
for the abundance, the light
for life, for this time
for all the stones accepting me into their soul
for the realms, the dimensions, the multiverse travelled
for all the love that engulfed me, wrapped me and kept me warm
for you
I bow in gratitude and kiss the ground we walk upon
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To awaken
To be undressed
with words all written
over the velvet shine of our veins
with moss in our hair and flowers between our toes
with crystals growing
out of our nails
reaching into the earth
and covered in melodies
sweetening the air around
and at the dawning of this glorious day
to rise
with a raging fire
calling unto the powers that are held
to heal all that are hurt
and order the gentlest to awaken, rule and share
this world
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A gift
Along the lines of this existence
your presence is a gift
and whenever doubt will surely arise within your sacred being
in these times of change
know that you are loved beyond measure
and know that you are here
for reasons beyond your thoughts
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