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Breath rises
light bends
a path opens where no path was

I step into the quiet
and the quiet remembers me
a spark older than the body
floating in the dark
listening for its name

Stars hum
somewhere behind my ribs
calling me back
to the first place
I ever was

Sacred breath
carry me outward
carry me inward
carry me through

I feel the echo
of a thousand versions of myself
walking in circles
around one glowing center
waiting for return

The sky folds
and I see the face
I wore before the world began
made of dust
made of fire
made of memory unspoken

Reborn in the shimmer
reborn in the flame
reborn in the silence
between two beats

A vision moves
slow as dawn
soft as sand
shifting without end

My soul leans forward
toward the unseen stair
and every step
becomes a question
that answers itself
just by being taken

I breathe once
and a new world opens
I breathe twice
and the old world loosens
I breathe again
and I am both
and neither

The wind speaks
with no language at all
yet I understand
perfectly

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