Posted in life, Poetry

Lifted Dreams

My quiet lift

settles onto me –

a warm blanket

that

washes over and around me

like a soothing bath…

Energy whispers along my

chakras;

Mind settles,

and then sleep –

dreams coming

to lift me

higher.

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35. Wife and mom of 3. Writer. Zentrovert. Aspiring Engineer. Resident Badass.

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