She glows as she walks tall
across the room
light as a feather
but solid
rooted
connected
like a forest full of old redwood trees
Never was a person more at home in their skin
Her presence is the warmest hug
a deep and comforting pleasure
to all those she meets
It doesn’t matter what she says
or how loudly she laughs
there is peace in her bones
and she welcomes you in
You can see the dreams in her eyes
the stars of her soul
feel the way her heart navigates it all
as she looks right into yours
Exhale, here, you are at home
Inhale, here, you take a pause
Is it really her who glows?
or is she you?
reflected
projected
the embodiment of all that lives within
shining out
Here’s the truth
She
Is you.
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