Tender, mellow call
of the mystic's dream
is unravelling me
in the pastel painting
of this rising moon
Layers of my soul
are peeling back; all I know
is unfurling as
the blooming rose
let's go of her wild thorns
And so I sing for
the delicate balance
of energies, pulsing
swirling in my blood
surrendering in my soul
Storyteller, holistic health guide, and lawyer, with a mission to promote health and ways of living more harmoniously on this planet and with each other.
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