Rising, a poem

Come, take my hand and let us rise 

Infinite clear mind’s new thought of joy appearing now

Soul’s loving wings of white and pink golden living light enveloping grace now

Eternity slow moving birthing newness now

Symmetry focusing intricate joy increasing details now

Library of blissful memories 


A. Garden, February 2023, please share the link to this post ✨🙏🏻✨💖✨🌸✨

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