Breath and wind kiss my beloved,
Wrapping and tracing, tasting...
Repainting each cell with the lucent love of life’s revival.
Hints of berry medleys stain her upturned pout
As summers palette-song inspires the release of doubt
Aglow with divine presence, delighted in her gait
She tells me we are needed here and that heaven can wait
I study her as she studies me, understanding as never before
Her anxiety relative to my installation of her ever-revolving door
The expectation that she should host the universal sentient spectrum
Without consideration for her need for regulation or capacity for momentum
My cherished, she senses my regret while her love for me ignites reconnection
Gently she reminds me that at the age of four, we self-created protections
“Dear soul, you prepared to serve a mission in a world of density
Once embodied, our child-self had to contain her luminosity
Our tiny body met by the force of distortion arrays at high velocity
A child attempting to calculate anatomical dynamic viscosity
Now, let us resist the temptation for further narration and regretful retrospection;
Clearly, you see that star bodies are key, so let’s think of light and conic section
Symbiotic healing through frequency, filament, and application
Remember me, beloved, for I AM the vessel for your life purpose and devotion
We are here to serve this land and all life through love and celebration
We have codes to crack, codes to hack, downloads awaiting translation”
Bread and wine do not nourish her without the flame of a souls divine spark
My beloved body (and every body):
The one and many fractal ark.
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