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

THE GOLDEN THREAD

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