Contemplation of Creation
I sit in the quiet space of my creation
Exhale and inhale of sweet breath and
Manifest being weaving a dance of life.
The singing bowl rings in harmony
With the levels of my being and radiant
Throat gives way to tone of vibration.
The Goddess moves through me as
We sing out the sounds of the
Universe.
I am whole and complete in Her
Light of cosmic reflection.
My practice is that of knowing and
My magick weaves through time
Anchored in the stillness of my
Most loved creation….
YOU
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