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Jan 2020
leaving me,
you trace the chords of life
as you exit my core. More.
leaving me you bring all of us from before,
every bit of me, time spanning the stars.
you leave me an idea and land in my arms
and there we meet, my legacy.

your fragrance so sweet, like new.
first sunlight, the
feelings of warm morning dew.
tropical winds playing tunes of you,
your song is heard, caught soon as I went
in for another whiff of you.
you came from me...
how did I not know I smelled so good.

and now you are here,
this beauteous creation of me.
my tears were not shed in vain.
you are here and the birthing process
brought pain, labor, heartache, restless nights.
you are here and the healing process
takes new ideas and courage to be you.

tru you. the one from all of us.

you, the signal to open up, wider than previously known.
opening.
I saw the pieces of your heart in front of me,
they were captured to be made whole
and now you are here. I missed your frame.
the way you are shaped, and how you
claim the space you are in.
bring in attention,
time to grow and expand and attract
that which we must, for there is
a job to be done.
and it comes from before.
in our blood.
ancestors waiting for this time to explore.
directions written lifetimes and more.
more come forth.
more of us.

more of us that are healing us,
oh we have so much healing to do.
generations of you have grown in distrust
and fear.
we bring you here to help undo some layers
and help our warrior blood come through.
we believe in you. we heard the call on the wind.

legacy is formed.

my legacy, come forth.
our frequency reborn.

it is time. the line that you come from,
now we all surrender our moments.
investment worthy of all of us.
it is now your time to shine.
the stage awaits the performance of you.
just exactly what you were molded to do,
the layers of us that make you up,
now you show up, and we all bow to you.
we make room in our hearts and everywhere
so you can stretch out and know your name.

once again,

we are here once again.
the ancients grin. they approve.
the sun comes on the new day and
now you continue to move.
beyond my grasp, my nose searches for you.
knowing the smell of my insides,
of you. you prepare your ride,
I trail you. I love you. We love you.
we cradle our trust in truth.

in our legacy. child, we now make room
for you.
Seher Seven
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