She

speckles of dawn light pierce the naked window
a cackling fire, its radiant embers
percolating coffee, fragrant thyme

She, a lotus flower
adroit, elegant, radiant above the murky waters
a symbol of fortune, blooming with enlightenment
not one to suffocate the moment with doubts o’ tomorrow

She, with thoughts
of love, romance, heart throbs, misses a beat
glistening eyes, starry eyed
a beauty, with a smile that illuminates

She, in a state
of change, transition
of undeniably strong will
vibration ascending, awareness discerning

She, life bound
new sensations, new adventures erupting within
elegance galore, the path is set
slim, slender, a talent untold

<— Tír na nÓg | Thirty Weeks Today —>

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