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Cradled in Quiet
My words carry pieces of me.And I floated in quiet curiosity, wondering if you had seen me in them.I waited — not impatiently…Gently, and holding space in my heartStanding on the edge of…
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Lanterns of Becoming
A beautiful lantern-lit forest path…A pulsing one beneath my barefoot soul.Tall, wise and deep rooted trees open space to remember…Whispers of what my future holds hit me like flashes of small lanterns.Guiding me…