Root
Ask your wounds
for their
origin story
Poetic musings
Ask your wounds
for their
origin story
The
dreaming
tree
reassured her
guardian angels
were always
near
Heal
the holes
to be
Whole
Your growth
is being nurtured
by the
universe
If only
hearts
could repair
as quickly
as they’re
broken
Thanking
the
ancestors
for their
Wisdom
The shadow
awaits
integration
When
the flame of love
extinguishes
memories
fade
like ashes
The universe
listens to intentions
and responds
with opportunities
Somewhere
in paradise
we’re watching
endless sunsets
The Musings of a Writer / Freelance Editor in Training
from my heart to yours
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
Poems and psychosis.
Author River Dixon
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