With flax-golden tales, I spin with voice
with quilled pen
and intention to sing in the magic of words.
With a moments breath, I connect with light,
with gentle breeze
and purpose to light fire under my phases.
With my dreams I awake with focus
with compassion and to echo in prayer with words.
Words that anoint a page and sends blessings outward.
StarBG © 2017
Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 9:11 AM UTC
With flax-golden tales, I spin with voice
with quilled pen
and intention to sing in the magic of words.
With a moments breath, I connect with light,
with gentle breeze
and purpose to light fire under my phases.
With my dreams I awake with focus
with compassion and to echo in prayer with words.
Words that anoint a page and sends blessings outward.
StarBG © 2017
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