Soul speak
Soul speak.
Roots spreading.
Mycelium connecting.
Nebulas of purple and blue
Galaxies beating.
Cells dividing,
Lungs expanding.
With a thought,
I create.
I am here.
In the infinite of now.
Copyright © Ashley Welfare | Year Posted 2024
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