I am beach stones and shells
a wisp of wind to sand
I am a Fairy finding her tale
I am chakras of sacred geometry
I am every yesterday
I am that feather found
that flower turning
a candle lit
I am my mother face
my father’s song
I am hands laid up
I am hands laid down
I am healing light
a forest of pine
the smell of grandmothers
a whiff of youthful remembering
I am spiraling galaxies
I am of infinite space
I am God, Spirit, Source
magic and mystery
I am every myth unfolding
I am the untold waiting
I am She Who is the altar
And all this and more I place
on my sacred journey to BE
All that I am and have ever been
Beautiful Jeanne.
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thank you Jackie. Thinking of you a lot lately. So sorry for your loss.
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