Everything Has An Aura - Poem by Christina Sunrise
Flower sticking out of painting's side
was right before my eyes.
This was a image that I could see behind
that was painting's aura that did shine.
Everything has an aura it is told-
that is how psychics find things
like rings with gold.
Energy of a person I can read
on their shoe I did see-
there Power Animal that came to me
It was a starfish that was pretty.
Now one day I can see a whole lot more...
Written by Christina Sunrise on March 13,2015
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