In stillness we begin,  
where light and matter spin.  
All creation moves in grace—  
each breath a sacred space.  

Be the one  
who holds with grace,  
enough space  
for healing to take place.  

Fibonacci flows,  
the spiral springs,  
gravity meets light—  
a radiant ring.  

Holding space with grace,  
let life take its place.  
Where the spiral sings,  
balance born in everything.  

Picture-perfect,  
proportions gleam,  
creation weaving  
the living dream.  
Each line and curve,  
each breath and sound—  
the sacred order,  
where truth is found.  

Holding space with grace,  
let life take its place.  
Where the spiral sings,  
balance born in everything.  

In every curve, a truth untold,  
in every shadow, light unfolds.  
Through all we give, through all we see,  
we find the whole in unity.  

Hold with grace,  
and softly know—  
the spiral turns,  
and all will grow.  

Holding Space with Grace

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