GOLDISH
IS AN INNER AWAKENING
pulsing gentle rhythms that bloom her mystery
In tempo with the moon she reveals herself in phases
Her adornments not a mask
but a mirror
a portal to revelation
Luminous with intention she builds herself a ladder to bliss
a golden thread tracing her spirit among the constellations
As ivy climbs the sculpted goddess she softens into wonder
that such power could reside in
so gentle an embrace
