To expound upon beauty
Uniquely yours to release
Dive out of the covers
And breathe fresh
Life yours to define
Mold ripe potential
Defining the turn of lines
Washing the edges with color
Until you forget work
In favor of creation
There is no need to rise
Above or below
But inward
The extraordinary is spiral
You, reaching to discover
The ecstatic dance of joy
In your own rhythm
The steps lighten
Opening the beauty of you
Again
Cheers! 🎃 Sharing… xo
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Thank you for sharing ❤️🤗
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Yes, yes…beautiful!
Blessings and Love to you sweet friend
*autumn leaves on a breeze**rising moon*
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Thank you, and to you ❤️
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