on pearls of light,
so burns my soul.
the paths of time,
meet me halfway.
golden dawn,
giving birth.
the gift of self,
from selfless goddess.
tree top nests,
leaping fishes,
river of gemstones,
all grasping first light.
i am the flower,
born of light.
forged in a furnace
of Hathor's love.
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