Wednesday, January 22, 2025

Queen of Heaven

 of course

I remember you carving my body of soul 

With patience while I was unaware

To you, I extended my arms in disbelief 

and what I found was 

What I believed long ago was nothing but

An echo of your presence in the chamber of my thoughts

Some fragments, small enough for the limited

To observe the embodiment of what's infinite

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