Sometimes things just don't work out anywhere near planned. Oh, well. I liked the little drawing - doodle drawing actually. So, I thought that I would try doing something with it. I did something with it alright. I am just not sure what. C'est la vie.
Rising up as golden fire
of spirit explodes in joyousness
Awaken oh joy
sparkle my essence
Birthing new ideas
seeds of understanding
Sprout and raise
spreckle the future
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Triple Goddess graces as the muse
There is a never-ending
supply of inspiration
Breathe it in
inhale the sweet perfume of Life
absorb it into every pore, every cell
In the moment of silence
listen to the whispers in the heart
exhale into "creativity"
release the flow of sacred breathe
There, in that quiet before inspiration
an infinite opportunity
the grace of gratitude...
Golden Fire
