A soft voice
Tells me to slow down…
That in the quiet
Beads of space
Like a pearl
That appears
From the dust
I’ve collected
On this path
It’s in the stilling
Where she arises
And develops
My luminant
Nature
Enduring
And alchemizing
My rounded
Essence
For I am the gift
Imagined
From natures weaving
Where time sands
Behold
A renewed vision
Taking up space
With a luminescent
Glow.
xo
Love, Ashley
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