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I Am Golden

By: Crystal Stevens

By Crystal StevensPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

Awakened within the depths of my soul,

A wellspring of golden embers glow.

Golden as the sunset, before it dips into the night.

I drift into peaceful slumber, dreams drift into my mind.

I hear the beat of the sacred drum,

boom, boom, boom, boom,

I place my body in a protected womb.

My spirit ascends and leaves the room.

I soar and glide the winds to meet,

a vast field of golden wheat.

There stands an ancient tree,

who's limbs reach high, and roots run deep.

I enter earth with the sinking stream.

I become the flowing waters,

pulsing through the veins of this tree.

I swim in this golden river of light,

flowing effortlessly in this tree of life.

Soon I emerge from the highest limb,

merging with divine consciousness.

I Am boundless, I Am formless, I am expansive.

Like smoke from the sacred fire,

my spirit dances floating higher.

Upon the sacred winds of change,

I am reborn in golden light rays.

Like a star born from the night,

like an eagle soars to meet the sky.

Like the golden moon ignites the night,

reflecting my soul's eternal light.

My soul is free,

I am finally free.

I am Golden.

inspirational

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