Sacred energy flowing through,
walking the path,
leads us to…
the promised land
of golden dust,
lights the way,
allowing trust.
Ancients stood here
long before,
leaving soul prints,
always seeking,
sensing promise,
on the cusp.
Yielding forward,
transformation occurs,
binding our soul group
to the core.
May 17, 2017 at 7:21 pm
Hi Susan, I love the photo, and the words speak volumes, and so does the silence in between the words, conveys the energy beautifully
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May 17, 2017 at 9:27 pm
Thank you. Namaste.
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