Where Light Becomes
From stillness, the light awakens
a breath stirring the vessel,
moving through bone, through memory.
The breath of light purifies,
deep in the soul,
where shadows once sang.
Fire dances.
Truth takes form.
Flame becomes flesh — becomes knowing.
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The river remembers.
It flows with the rhythm of wisdom,
a current too ancient to name.
The soul radiates
echoes beyond time,
singing back to stars unborn.
The roots hold memory,
and even the past bends
toward the light.
The heart knows.
Its truth becomes the path,
and the path becomes you.
What was.
What is.
What will be
all aligned,
all here,
now.





