You are a poem with breath
The wing of a dragonfly
Healing rain from the soul of existence
Calling on to the moon
To let her magic feel the heart of mother earth
Together, creating ebbs and flows
Manna from heaven falling upon lovers in ecstasy
The altar of love becoming the cradle of noble souls
Doing the sacred work
Healing
Aligning with the winds of peace
Penetrating roots crawling to crevices that hurt
Oceans overflowing with justice...
Love...
So much love
And forgiveness
Acceptance of what can't be changed
Becoming whole
Belonging with skin and bones
To the evolved human nobility of soul and self...
There is no other way
This is the way
The only way
To survive
To become
To be.
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Poem by Corina Luna Dea
Archaeology for the Woman's Soul
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