Beloved soul.
Who finds these words.
I wish I could hold your hands
and tell you just how deeply
special you are.
The universe you carry within,
is a gift to share,
even in fragments.
I send you so much love
because you are here for some of
the same reasons as I am.
To be seen, to express your soul
in ways most people
cannot understand.
For me to witness
a glimpse of your experience,
to see the doors of the heart
you keep hidden.
What a honor that is.
Beloved soul, your work is so important.
Thank you for sharing parts of you,
even when you sometimes
forget how extraordinary
they are.
Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 8:09 AM UTC
Beloved soul.
Who finds these words.
I wish I could hold your hands
and tell you just how deeply
special you are.
The universe you carry within,
is a gift to share,
even in fragments.
I send you so much love
because you are here for some of
the same reasons as I am.
To be seen, to express your soul
in ways most people
cannot understand.
For me to witness
a glimpse of your experience,
to see the doors of the heart
you keep hidden.
What a honor that is.
Beloved soul, your work is so important.
Thank you for sharing parts of you,
even when you sometimes
forget how extraordinary
they are.
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