In the light cast by wisdom's grace,
Love blooms—a fragrant garden of trust
Unfolding within the heart.
Words descend, tender as raindrops,
A gentle rain washing away
The dust of false notions gathered,
Echoes of truth in the silence of the soul.
No longer will illusions deceive—
Enlightening whispers bring radiance,
Reflected in the mirror of our hearts.
We shed the faces we once wore,
Burying the past in shallow graves,
Held close by a warmth profound, serene.
A vast network of divine vibrations
Weaves us into a circuitry of connection,
Bridges rising on the horizon.
Together, we navigate the roaring river,
Freed from the ghosts who once murmured
Their fears into the dark.
MyKoul
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