Only the essentials,
living the wonder.
Not an absorber of beauty yet rather
a reflector of beauty
and love.
It’s not a stasis,
the just before
and the emerging into.
It’s a flow
with its ebbs going the distance
and riding the return.
Whether of letting go
or of the becoming,
a story to tell
and a ripeness of perfection bursting with energy
and just enough tension.
Can’t quite fill out in that couture right now,
but you see the woman inside that girl.
When not long ago, before the song of her heart sent smoke signals as the stars went out to anyone who took note
and upon waking another choice of wisdom to make,
to take heed of patterns to create.
Old habits will not open doors,
forgo the load for the greatest evolution of all.
Become that holiness you came here to be.