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Star BG Nov 2017
We stand you and I
at a mirror of gratitude,
waves of heart moving through glass.

Vibrations hug,
while music of breath circulates
between stance in distances.

Moments melt away,
as vision carries eyes to see smile.

Peace permeates,
in a realm of gratitude
from one poet soul to another.

Time to celebrate us two
With another poem.
Inspired by Communication with Mike Adam thank you. Dedicated to Mike Adam and all the others on this site that inspire me
Star BG May 2017
In mirror of my heart I see my true self
The one I have been waiting for.
With breath I radiate my light.
In new day I take step to dance.

In mirror of heart I feel blessings build.
The light of gratitude fills precious day.
With focus I rise above obstacles
In day I dance to my own song peaceful.

StarBG © 2017
Look at yourself in mirror inside heart and you will see divinity in motion.
Star BG Nov 2018
Mirrors we are.
Mirrors we be.
Carrying grand divinity.

With light we create,
feeling that grow.
Drifting in peace.
In life we sow.

Seeds of a smile.
Seeds of real love.
Bowing I will
to fly like dove.

Now I will end,
my saga poem.
May you feel peaceful
where you roam.
Dedicated to Onoma who inspired this poem
Star BG Jan 2018
Mission Accomplished to free one
Richard J.
Lover and spiritually gifted healer.
Stranded in a land where few understood him,
and dark anchored needing cleansing.

In a place where bars held spirits
in human form many not awake.
Not conscious that their
divine and sacred, deserving love
and respect.

A place where hands are ruled by walking zombies
who forgot how to live in heart.

A place where dishonor flourishes
and food is barely eatable.
Where thievery happens by those in-charge
who care little for those captured in the turmoil of life.
Where they think nothing of stealing your possessions in the name of their power.

Mission accomplished
to free one being called
Richard J,
person of light and love.
Stranded hours from home
Where dark needed the integration into the light
and new seeds were to be planted
for harvest another time in cells ground.

A place blessed to have him there
though perhaps they'll never know.
A friend though he paid the fine he did not know he had to appear in court therefore five years later they came and arrested him. They drove two hours to arrest him because it happened near the shore. Hearing about it I bailed him out but the things I learned caused me to write this poem. I wish our judicial system was not so corrupt and our laws were to protect the people and not be an arm of controlling forces in society. Not to say all law enforcement don't have caring people but there is much that needs to be changed. Things were stolen they had no reason to take. Shame on them.
Star BG Jan 2018
Can daisies speak?
He loves me. He loves me not
He loves me. He loves me not.
He loves me. He loves me not.
He loves me.
I sure hope so.
just being silly.
Star BG Apr 2019
I be Lancelot of love
riding my stallion in breath.
I move over hilltops
shouting positive affirmations
I gallop in heart
feeling an inner power.
I trot cross fields
of beautiful sunflowers,
recalling who I am.

I am Mistress Lancelot
sharing my love
with the world.
Inspired by Sweety Thank you
MOM
Star BG May 2019
MOM
I see my mom in clouds
as I walk.
Feel her In the gentle breeze,
and melody of birds.

I hear her in my mind
ushering me along
with guidance
so I be blessed...
And see her in dreams
as she moves
in realms of the after-life,
peaceful.
INSPIRED BY Casey Evangeline Robinson Thanks
I lost my mom a week before Christmas.
Star BG Sep 2017
My eyes light up
with an inspiring scene
as I walk in day.
Out comes my cel phone.
But no ring is heard
just the click click
of a camera
catching a moment
in time divine.
Just what The poem said happened. Too bad I can't show you the pictures. LOL
Star BG Jan 2019
In lap of a hollow tree a fairy sat
darning its stories to all.  
Wind played harp-like melodies.
Birds brought their company
chirping gracefully.

She spoke weaving tales
upon leaves as if parchment,
while dance of bumble bee circled.

Chipmunks scurrying stopped
to listen intently.
Owl perched self to hear
web of mystery unfold.

It was a grand moment
where peace was owned by all
of natures family.

Including a little boy who listened
with open heart nearby.
Inspired by Randolph L. Wilson a grand poet in his own right
Star BG Nov 2018
My girth expands,
as I inhale into third Chakra.
A tickle erupts,
bonding breath
with moment.

Guides stand attentively
weaving their wisdom
onto heart
making Girih patterns of beauty.

I feel empowered,
blessed, grateful
to release old for the new.
To align, ready to do
journey of my awaken soul.
Well... I started this poem after I learned two  new words, Girth and Girih. Thusly I felt guided to write a poem. LOL
Star BG Apr 2019
As breath I took
upon field of daffodils
my soul a-bloomed.
expanding into
a heartbeat tune.

Rhythms exploded in chest
in moment, in air
as footsteps
made way for memories.

Time melted away
as self gave way
to a new consciousness
as season purged the last
making way for Spring.

Glory be I to awaken
and anchor on Gia’s soil.
The place where my essence
flowers in harmony.
inspired by Fecundeity  Thank you
Star BG Jun 2017
I am a monument of love,
sitting with pen in hand.
I breathe deep inhaling fragrances, for inspiration.
I open ears, to hear birds sing enhancing thoughts.
I dance, moving with energies that carry me in breeze.

I am a monument of light,
writing to fill hearts
I focus, to ignite dreams of self inside song.
I invite all to come,
as love anchors inside my roots to share.
I bow with gratitude,
as the world evolves in blossoming fields of love.

Come, stand beside me
as I write to cradle hearts inside the moment.
A moment, where light leads the way,
as my monument stands tall
and I scribe to guide in grace.

StarBG © 2017
inspired by  Leydis
Star BG Sep 2018
The clouds parted for me,
with billowed steps to walk.
And walk I did among the stars,
to drift inside a dream.

I heard the moon call out.
It said do visit me.
So up I traveled inside breath,
as wind sang perfected.

My heart opened with light,
as higher I did rise.
And as I danced with energies
I felt truly alive.

And when I woke in morn,
the moon said bye to me.
I felt so blessed and smiled inside,
to move in harmony.
I couldn't sleep so out this came.
Star BG Nov 2017
Moon oh moon do shine
reminding we are alike
you shining, me bright.

Moon oh moon so round
I marvel at your greatness
so I'll love myself.

Moon oh Moon do shine
holding me on restless night.
Moon hug with light.

चंद्रमा ओह चाँद चमकना है
याद दिलाना हम एक जैसा हैं
तुम चमकते हो, मुझे उज्जवल

चंद्रमा ओह चंद्र इतना गोल
मैं अपनी महानता पर आश्चर्यचकित हूं
तो मैं खुद को प्यार करता हूँ

चंद्रमा ओह चंद्रमा चमकते हैं
मुझे बेचैन रात पर पकड़
चंद्रमा आप प्रकाश के साथ गले लगाओ
These 3 haikus inspired by Jugnu-the fireflyThank you so so much
Star BG Nov 2017
The moon with its
shimmering diamond friends
are grand topics
in scribes sleepy waundering mind.

In their medicine chest
of self prescribed jargon
that helps burn mid- night oil
in candle of eyes.

When whee hours grab hold
and disrupts a creative ones rest
until call is answered.

The call where
pen meshes with hand
and thoughts  page.

The moon and galaxy neighbors...
The perfect recipe for a
poem and the sleep remedy
for writers quest.
Inspired by a communication with Mike Adam
Star BG Nov 2017
I sat at table
chewing away
When conrad in mind said,
"You chew eating that salad like a cow."
"  Don't you know, I am part Cow, you know." I answered smiling.
Really?  Surprised I continued.
"Yes, we are one. One with all.
And then I continue to chew away
proudly feeling connected
to Mother Earth.
Just eating breakfast and thought of this as I ate my salad.
Star BG Mar 2018
They danced to gentle
rhythms of the wind.
Moving in music unheard
by the ear.
Launched onto
by breath and silent stance.

They danced against clouded sky,
to the right gracefully.
To the left divinely.
Up down in ballerina style,
until they landed.

Landed in a snow covered field.
where self could focus on dreams.
I looked out my window and saw flurries so this poem was born.  Where ever you be be grateful for the Weather that allows one to pause and reflect.
Star BG Apr 2019
Morning fog travels,
from eyes to heart,
and breath to open mind.

It moves in its own way
floating gently, elegantly,
as if time stops,
for nature to reboot.

It drifts as birds echo
in distance,
to play inside the air
to ease in a day that is to begin for many.

Morning fog,
it makes one pause
and surrender to beauty
serenity and life.
It is very foggy this morning. It sparked this poem. It is a beautiful sight. I wish I could post a picture on this site.
Star BG May 2017
Birds awoke mind from sleep
swirling to fill ear canals,
with sweet splendor
like nectar of flower to bee.

Energies from suns light
filtered into breath
merging the moment
with aspirations.

Consciousness penetrated mind,
opening heart to embrace
a body consummated
out of one's essence-love.

Footsteps could do nothing
but surrender to dance
as if kidnapped
in a sacred body of gratitude.

A grand place to be in,
as day is started
and blessings arrive.
Every morning the birds tickle my eyes to usher in new day. Thus this poem was born. Thanks writer guides.
Star BG Aug 2017
Breathing into the new day,
heart aligns with birds song.
Treasure chest of dreams open.
Affirmation begins for self
and voice to echo
behind readers eyes.

I PROCLAIM  self as co-creator of my life. I acknowledge myself as deserving, sacred, and eternal,
connecting to
the beauty of the world
and the Divine.
I PROCAIM
that I shall walk
with open heart
and purpose to share love
And self all judgement
of self or others.
In doing so
a treasure chest
of endless blessings
shall open.
AND for that
I am grateful.
SO BE IT! SO IT IS!
The world is a stage for us to create inside. The more we align with love compassion and purpose for peace in the world, inside prayer gratitude,  and oneness the more the whole world opens up to the miracles present. That's the power of life.
Star BG Aug 2017
We all are about little quotes of our eminence. All we have to do is align with them and be the greatness we are.



StarBG © 2017
inspired by Sylvia Frances Chan:
Star BG Nov 2017
I offer YOU a hug
anchored from inside heart, and eyes.

I offer YOU compassion,
wrapped in a breath and sent in a thought.

I offer YOU love to expand your being
to recall we are one.
First thought of the day
Star BG Aug 2017
Clouds drift
Sun shine's
Birds echo gracefully in ears
A great time to whisper gratitude.

Wind blows.
Feet dance.
Dreams tickle conscious mind.
A great time to bond with who I am as an ally of Mother Nature.
Star BG Sep 2017
I hike up mountain,
walking with stick-like brush.
Footsteps my dance.
colorful hues wave in leaves
Air the fuel
carrying gracefully.

I hike as sun beats
wind caresses.
and light opens eyes
brushstrokes have life of its own.

Birds gather
as we sing together.
Elementals come
to observe spirt
awake with love.

Together we play,
in playground of nature.
Together we are home,
free at last.
Star BG Jan 2018
May the suns rays anchor within
and you find balance
to dance in the wind,
run like the wolf
and sing like bird
in harmony.
Inspired by chat with Weeping Willow. This is my wish to WW and all others who read this. Have a great day/night
Star BG Dec 2017
Sharing her beauty,
Mother Nature wears flowers
In her sweet green hair

Glowing with wonder
Her aura breaths through the airs
Natural essence.

Unable to fight
Her petals taken away
Replaced by buildings

Yet remains patient
Waiting for a hand to plant
Primordial touch

One tree left standing
Each leaf blowing in the wind
People walk on by

Only to receive
A fur covered paw, wet nosed
Kiss and tenderness

Where memories of
beauty once blossomed, now part
Of yesterday's past

Because nature is
a giver, a mother that
we take for granted.
Collaborative Poem by Myself and the wonderful Donna Jones! Enjoy guys :)
Star BG Dec 2017
Will you marry me oh Goddess of Nature.
with your delicate smell that covers senses.

Your children's voices sing below moon.
as gentle breezes hug.

The divine river sounds tickle ears,
making me swim with your endless love.

Your tall trees can be the leaf bearers.
Your fairy kingdom the guests.
Your spiders can play web harps.

Our Love can move mountains
and make thunder roar
as birds soar.

Yes our love will explode with fireworks
so humans awake,
to earths plight so great.

Will you marry me
Oh Goddess of Nature?
I will love you forever
till the day I die
as I sigh
feeling high
I know why.

StarBG © 2017
inspired by Jobira's poem Will you Marry Me Thanks
You rock
Star BG Aug 2017
Mother Earth is birthing
And I, you are experiencing
the birthing pains
as we shift our consciousness.

Modalities of separation disintegrate.
Ties to old feelings of lack
are replaced with abundance
and compassion.

The heart of Mother Gia
calls aligning us
with the powerful Challenger
to be who we are.

I feel it as I struggle less and less
over mountains of bills.
I experience it more and more
as I connect in breath
to the Divine.

I now live it as an awake being
ready to move with the force of love
to assist Humanity and my Mother.

Join the bandwagon as the midwife of the universe
assists.
Join as to end the struggles
and help birth a new world.

StarBG © 2017
Star BG May 2019
I say I don't care that I hear not
from my son
BUT I LIE.
Deep down is a scar that will not heal.

I say its ok if he doesn’t call
he has obligations in a different state.
But thats a lie and deep wound
thats known to break the scab.

When I see a son and mother
on street my ego hides my pain.
Thanksgiving and birthdays come
and I lie awake
playing the question in mind...
What did I do that was so bad
for him to hold back his love.

When Mothers day is at my doorstep
I keep busy so I ignore the pain.
When a youtube shows a family
I try to ground by making
a deep breath bandaid
to keep wound dry.
as I connect to source.

Months go by
and avalanches build
with mini cascading emotions
that sometimes fall
chilling me to the bone.
They carry a sadness for days.
until I tuck them away
telling myself its ok he’s just busy.

Telling myself that time heals
as I send him love in ethers
by way of candle.
But the scar is always there.
Ready to ooze when I see
something to awaken it.

The only cure is Doctor Jeffrey
(my son) but he is out
doing calls for his life purpose.
And it seems he’s not available
to take on a mother patient.
I almost did not post this poem as this is a bit of a sore spot in my life.
It is NOT the kind of POEM I post but I wrote it to feel it and heal some of it. So...here it is. I suppose perhaps my relationship will be rekindled at another time when he can get from out under his own thoughts and busyness. I still send him love and wish him blessings after all I did carry him for nine month.
Star BG May 2017
Mother of Divine Earth vibrates,
speaking in rhythms, in flowing river,
inside dandelions roar with wind.

She calls for man to awaken,
to touch her essence, her magic, her magi-sty.
inside the ticking clock.

Mother echoes in heartbeats precious.  
Speaks in rhythms with curiosity.
Why has it taken so long for man to care?    

She gives loving offering the rustling river,
grass that tickles, birds that sing
The animals, wind babbling brook
all know she's a precious home.

She offers her etheric hand for man
to join the party to dance
on a sacred home, a living history of love.

StarBG © 2017
Time to be care-taking in changing times as Mother does call.
Star BG Dec 2018
Where have you gone MOTHER of mine?
Have you traveled to the hills of the universe,
where eternal light burns to lead your way?

Have you etched and completed
your life’s masterpiece
inside footsteps of a long life
to now fly off to other realms.

Where have you gone
the MOTHER who nurtured me when young
and taught me to see who I am.

Have you satisfied your souls journey to now be reunited with father to
shoot the breeze and celebrate a fine life.

I look for thee and find you
in my heart moving with Gods Grace

I feel thee in the wind
when I’m lonely and need a hug.

I sense thee when I breath deep
to hear your spirit words
as I whisper gratitude.

I know MOTHER dearest
you now live in vortex of eternal life
where someday we shall meet again.
I lost my mother Yesterday. She died at 93
Star BG Nov 2017
Flying in the winds of gratitude, I drifted.
Feeling the energies of new day.
I felt blessed,
as a fellow creature
with wings of silk joined me.

We sang on highways of light.
We opened hearts
to play in playground
of fairies and Unicorns.

We celebrated
on a mountain of HP words.
Fairy JuJuBa and Jugnu the firefly
were friends who celebrated life.

StarBG © 2017
Dedicated to Jugnu
Star BG Apr 2019
A mouse potato sits
before computer screen
searching to occupy their mind.

Step aside book if thy had legs
Move to corner of desk telephone
longing for a voice if it could talk.

Competition rally has begun
Computer geek vs nature


Beware! New times are here
and battle begins at daybreak.
Also inspired by Lexilcon Condranax Thank you
Star BG Aug 2017
Inside an eternity of light energies, I wander.
My soul, my vessel, my stature,
becoming grounded in the shape of human body.
Sometimes inner heart cells are closed,
blocking the universal light
so I heal and feel pain.
Other times my inner self receives
a bombardment of vibrations
that make me want to fly.
All in a lifetime I have chosen
All for the purpose
of playing in the
experimental playground of Earth.
Inspired by Lee
Star BG May 2017
I’m moving with grand rhymes of life,  
with gratitude and dreams.
Dancing with steps so graceful,  
in day with special schemes.

I’m ready to drift in this day,  
to touch the breezes kiss.
Feeling blessed and oh gifted,
in day that I shan't miss.

I’m moving in this fine moment,
with trust and harmony.
Grounded for great inner peace,
in day as I feel bliss.

I’m moving, prancing with my truth,
inside of beating heart.
Ready to spread hidden wings,
in day to make new starts.

I’m moving, grove-in inside love,
with miracles so fine.
Focusing to release veil,
and know I am divine.

StarBG © 2017
first poem of day
Star BG Sep 2017
Mushaba, Mushaba a greeting I’m told
of love and grand oneness yes it is like gold.
Mushaba, Mushaba freedom is near.
It speaks of empowerment open to hear.

Hear you are sacred. Mushaba I say.
It will now teach in a special new way.
Mushaba, Mushaba voices do ring.
Sending a greeting in song all shall sing.

Mushaba, Mushaba divine love is yours.
Take a breath standing, on all distant shores.
Mushaba, Mushaba love leads the way.
Creation evolves now on this sacred day.
A greeting of freedom for all of humanity empowerment, divine love and oneness. That greeting is known as Mushaba Greetings.
Its the voice of the Mushaba People -beings of light, love,  truth and integrity.
If you want to learn more check out eraoflight.com
Star BG Feb 2018
Ears posing,
as magnets to songs open
while music drifts gracefully.
Sounds spin,
with invisible motion
tantalizing hairs that sway like grass in wind.
Vibrations travel,
making way for tide waves of happy to anchor.
Music,
the song of soul
integrates
in day thats destined for dreams.
Inspired by chat with John McFadyen  Thanks
Star BG Oct 2017
Music calms the soul
and awakens the sleeping.
It sings in ears
and travels to heart.
It merges with breath
to vibrate light.

Music, a gift
that comes gallantly,
as feet dance
and voice sings.
inspired by R Scales
Star BG Mar 2018
Hands tap to beat of heart.
Breath engages with deep inhale
as if tuning up human instrument.

Music commences from voice.
Its all good with intention
even if I sing off key.
Inspired by Khaliyah Keedah
Star BG Mar 2018
Wind is the music
and snowflakes the notes
that move upon landscape-like page.

A beautiful merging of ears and eyes
for observer
who is present in moment
where gratitude is whispered.
Just reflecting on weather
Star BG Oct 2017
Music enters hearts and ears,
balancing dancing boots.
Crowd in sic with moment listen,
as gifted one sings
on stage.

Without warning
moments unfold to chaos,
as deadly sounds
replace music of once peaceful concert.

People
run for cover dodging bullets
as others step up with kindness
to aid while world watches
longing for truth.

But still, we get fed lies.
Fabrications in media
by those with their own agenda.

Scenarios of scene
on news stations
makes no sense
pointing to another false flag event,
that plagues our world.

Still stories of untruth are painted,
for the public
living unconsciously,
who yearn for an answer
to bandage their pain.

Maybe someday it will be reveled.
Until then, my heart cries
for those lives lost.

And I pray
for an end to violence by hidden factors,
and for peace on earth
evermore.
A reflective poem in regard to the event in Las Vegas.
Star BG Jul 2017
Inside the enchantment of music,
my heart joins in celebration.
Cells bubble in their travels, as energies warm tingle.
Musical notes trickle ears
swirling in the moment that births my dancing step.

When I close eyes visions of a dream-like world
appear to match the precious sounds.

Sounds constructed by master of my heart
and musician who gifts the world.



StarBG © 2017
inspired by Jamadhi Verse a grand writer in her own right.
Star BG Aug 2017
The Vessel I live in
is of Human form on Earth.

The address I live at is
in the country of my heart.

The street I live on is
Love Avenue
Compassion Lane
Abundance Road
Joy Drive.
Peace Crescent
Harmony Boulevard
Freedoms Trail
Bliss Highway.

And the heart is my roadmap.



StarBG © 2017
Star BG Apr 2017
Mist from a golden vibration of wisdom
fell upon me.
A waterfall of droplets filled air.
My breath and heart expanded, 
as light showered me with love.

It was my golden angel
coming to greet me with rising sun.
A gift. A treasure.
A mirror of self-unseen before.
The image radiated as I awoke
 to feel the energies of my angel dear.

The vibrations invigorated me,
catapulted me into a song
that echoed from heart.
That made me dance,
with gratitude and grace.

Her name Clamidih.
Her beauty to match mine.
Her radiance filled my heart
and taught me how to fly.

StarBG © 2017
Clamidih is my angel with me now to guide and send love. To her I am grateful.
Star BG Aug 2017
A lion roared in my dreams,
as fairies gathered biding me welcome.
My eyes scanned the surroundings,
trying to take in all with one glance

The lion got my attention
as it jumped off its pedestal offering me a ride.
The gentle breezes traveled through me,
waking up every cell to natures song.

Birds sang and wind danced inside leaves
reflecting an air of peacefulness.

Every being we passed bowed to us
as if we both were king and queen
in a moment that spawned royalty.

Lion and I merged divinely.
When he roared, I released a sound
that resinated across highway of fields.

Higher and higher we climbed
as an explosive energy
penetrated me inside grace.

It was an experience that needed no words
to escort my feelings
of joy and bliss.

In an instance my awareness
focused on cliff coming into view.

I grabbed mane trying to stop him
from leaping to our death and
possibly having an end
to our lucid life but had no control.  

A jolt forward that
might have caused awakening alluded me.
Instead, he leaped forward sprouting wings
and we continued moving upwards.

A parade of birds, and Pegasus's followed
gracefully behind. I felt part of them and they me.

Closer and closer to a pulsating rainbow sun
we traveled, feeling its rays warm as my heart opened.

We began to melt into the great ball of fire
It turned myself into a rainbow being
the likes I never saw.
I became a phoenix with wings of gold.
destined to make a difference
on the platform called earth.
I landed in a place I knew was my heart
and on arriving opened my eyes.

I was ready to embrace the day
Ready to be who I was
as a being in the new millennium.
August is the time of the Lions gate of energies in universe. Ride the wave of great change.
Star BG Mar 2020
You my behove’d
I shall love forever
and a day.

You were my icing
on cake of life.
When you left unexpectedly
stars stopped shinning
and heart exploded
in rough waves that
rolled down face.

Days darkened
where only solace was
my bed and holding
memories.

How could life be so cruel
I thought for we both
just started a relationship.
We both knew we had soul connection
as you showered me with unconditional love.

And soon after
feeling stuck in hourglass of time,
where sands smothered me
I awakened to see your face
in a ray of sun.
When I heard voice of bird sing
with notes that changed into words
I listened.

“Wake up and look.
See me I am in everything. I
am in the gentle breeze to give you a hug,
and Spanish fly whispering in your ear love songs.
I am in moment that expands with sunlight to warm heart.
I’m inside your heart beat that plays with memories.
I am in song that echoes reminding
that I am still sending you unconditional love.
I am now your spirit guide
and shan’t live you side.”

With deep breath
I turned on the radio
and there played.
"I will love you
for a thousand years
And a thousand more."

I cried happy tears
and started to live again.

Now, whenever I hear
the song, A thousand years
by Christina Perri
I think of you Curtis dear.
You are my shinning star
and whispering Spanish fly
on wall serenading me with love.
Just a ditty I wrote when I heard this song
Star BG Jul 2017
Inside a cage of my creation
in my three D reality I sit.
Fluttering my step like wings.
expanding eyes to see clear.
Inside breath I hold my sword of light.
cutting the bars of cage.
With patience and resolve
the bars break as consciousness opens.
As I finally fly free to roam in divine sky.
inspired by a poem from SoulSurvior
Star BG Sep 2017
Consciousness of mine
you are tweaked everyday.
Every moment,
as I grow,
to feel the love thats in heart.
The energies,
that twinkle inside stars
The light,
that harbors in a cloud
even when grey.
The wind,
that hugs behind steps.
The wisdom,
that echoes from inside earth.
Yes, consciousness of mine
you are so very fine,
making me see I’m divine.
Star BG Sep 2018
Dancing in my own dreams
my journey expands.
One step after another.
One voice after deep breath.

Fireworks explode in heart.
Light merges with dark.
Until, mind aligns with true self.
Until, moment births a new reality.

Dancing in my own path,
my ears open.    
One note after another.
One song as Mother Earth sings.

Rainbow sun shines divinely
Guides celebrate self.
Until miracles anchor.
Until peace is mine.
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