She awaits...

[Se****]

Thank you for your consideration to ME to continue to share my adorations.


The light recedes, a sacred hush, she kneels as if before a shrine.
A quiet form of pure devotion, where human grace becomes divine.

Her palms are up, her eyes are down, the world outside is stripped away.
A sanctuary in her presence, where unspoken vows remain to stay.

No longer just a passing muse, she sits enthroned in quiet grace.
A living prayer of love unmoving, that sanctifies this quiet space.

In deep surrender, fierce and true, she bows before a higher flame, and on sits enthroned the most devout one, whispers a blessing with MY name.