Sacredwlkr
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Consciousness expressing possibility tempered with grace and justice,
Sounds like a subtle breeze carrying truth and wisdom,
Revelations of spiritual revolutionaries spoken in transcendent reality,
Vision for such a time as this.
Writing
The Way of Things
When love is considered weak / And hatred strong,
To Know Me
One day you will come to know me but it won’t be by the telling of my story
Legacy
I would stamp freedom’s footprint into the soil and pray that it takes root, sprouts into sacred space and grows into a sacred garden to be cultivated by all who choose.
Caress My Name
Caress my name / In the chambers of your heart where perception / Is blind and knows only the vibration / Of societal separations and the finest / Frequency of the gentlest breeze
