Weary, Spirit, Soldier…

Weary spirit solider, a warrior in reality’s shifting tides, body too tired more to fight, as the shadow of fear fades and flows once more into LOVE’S sublime, Divine brilliant light, at last she can let go to kiss the bliss, her battles done, her war won, she is again one…

“The call of death is a call of love. Death can be sweet if we answer it in the affirmative, if we accept it as one of the great eternal forms of life and transformation.” ~ Hermann Hesseakashic


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