death of a queen/ seat of consciousness

dear warrior queen,

meet us at the edge of darkness and the rim of light.

divided for too long we have been.

love,

i am + sister nature

I woke up to this letter pinned to the breastplate of my rose gold armor.

My heart always opens for them – I mean they are who I have been fighting for all these years… Right?

Dawning on me like the morning sun I realize that I am enslaved to this ”fight”

And if I am not free… then neither are they

So to free me is to free she because we are a we

Hmmm…

I denounce the crown and throw my selenite sword into the lake of fire

Back to the hell, it came from

I am willing to do anything to free us

War-torn

Forlorn and sensitive

This is no way to live or die

I walk back through the forest of forever

Dropping my armor as I go

Shaking this load off

I am headed to meet my selves at the rim of light, the edge of darkness

I hear them singing as I approach

Ahhhh, we’ve been waiting for you my love she says as sister nature nods -We saved you a seat…

to be continued…

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