I met her in the moonlight. Waxing through the waning, full and dark as she twisted her turning onto her own eclipse. Gone were the chains of burden, forgiven and released into the wild of her spirited becoming. She beckoned me closer as I stood still in my own waters. She pulled me up to her rise and kissed me gently on my lips, her thorns catching in my hair as her petals whispered her sweet everything's into my core. She told me my name. Who I was, who I would become. And she silenced my doubts with the breath of a thousand moments... and I saw it. Every moment of everything. Through the vision of the infinite lotus... The wisps of light that caught in the webs, the shards of rainbow that bowed in the break... And I dance it all. Catching up with myself as I witness the weaving of infinite threads through destinys fate.
She whispered my name and it was the name of she. Experiencing life through the shedding of her skins, of my skins. For I am her and her is me. Waxing and waning, full and dark as I turn my twisting into my own eclipse.
Chains, broken.
True story.
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