Golden is the light that encompasses my very being, unveiling the profound truth of my destined path. This journey seals wounds of generations past—a sacred duty stitched into the very fabric of one’s soul. I stand bare and unguarded; the chains dissolve, slipping from my fingertips like the softest sand, transforming into precious jewels. No longer bound by indecision, I ascend beyond the shadows, guided by ancestral codes. My lineage, once tangled in thorns, now flourishes with intent, mending history with a celebration of love.
Poem: Transcending Shadows
Blades sear and silence, as if speech itself were forbidden, imprisoning you behind towering walls and locked doors. In the face of defeat, you forget the power you hold within. The clock mocks you, each tick a thorn constricting your path. Trapped in the chaos of storms and tornadoes, wounded and barely mended, you are carried away by tides that shiver in defeat. Small and helpless, boxed in darkness, caged and beaten, your eyes close to the vast expanse of your soul, forgetting you hold the key.
Leave the past to rest, my dear. Grieve its passage, and send it love’s gentle embrace. Look beyond the veil; your vessel has arrived. Take my hand, for here is my lantern to illuminate the way. I will be your wings to soar above, your companion and confidant, your friend and protector. Fear not, for in unity, we will transcend the shadows, embracing the love and power that reside within your divine essence—your destiny.