Mother.
Flower.
Earth.
Tara.
Always, Gaia.
Now!
I will always be here.
Forever.
Trust me.
Trust yourself.
Trust the process, even though it hurts.
I’m with you.
Through time and space.
And so it is.
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Collecting Soul Fragments
I am now in the process of collecting my soul, pieces that were, pieces of old.
They are parts of me that I could not bare, too much that hurt that had to be shed.
Slowly but surely, I am regaining my strength.
Slowly but surely, I am whole again.
Thank you for gifting me this new way of life, forever grateful, I will shine my light.
The times will change like the tide in the sea.
It all moves in cycles, soon you will see
The Mystical Poet 