I won’t hold on to yesterday’s,
or yearn for that embrace,
For the yesterday’s
I yearned, were just a memory imprinted, in the brain,
or holding on, to the memories of suffering and pain,
For surely that would only make them grow, once again,
so no holding on to yesterdays,
Unless there filled with love.

Now In this seer, I do appear
That magical moment,
that creates,
For within me
lives the goddess,
who’s awoken to her traits,

The moment arrived,
For leaping of the mountain,
Screaming through the skies, Shouting from the rooftops.
I’m alive,

for I live inside, outside all around, with the gnosis of one energy field.
I begin,

weaving in the magic of the universe ,

that I belong immortal one. 🤍💛🧡