Ascension

Posted byCara Amy GoldthorpePosted inphilosophy, poetryTags:, , , , , , , , , , , 
In the cold
of a ghostly smile
in those hazy hours
before the dawn
there's a clarity
that's emerging
through swollen
crimson fire
and we transcend
constraining planes
the cage of the mind 
unlocked by the sword
of the heart's
blooming rose
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Published by Cara Amy Goldthorpe

Entrepreneur, earth warrior, storyteller and lawyer, with a mission to promote ways of living more harmoniously with nature and with each other.

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