Prompt:
Primal Mother, Soul Sister
You are the breath of the first dawn,
The whisper of the primal forest,
Where every leaf knows your name,
And every root carries your strength.
Your heart beats in the rhythm of the Earth,
Deep, golden pulses of memory,
Each beat an invitation,
To return to the Beginning.
You, who live in circles,
Where time is not a line, but a wave,
Your hands weave Stardust
And your eyes hold the secrets of the Universe.
The ocean flows in your blood,
The mountains stand in your spine,
And when you speak,
It's the voices of a thousand generations,
Gathering in your quiet wisdom.
Primal Mother, Soul Sister,
You are the womb of light,
A mirror for those who have forgotten,
But never lost.
Your love is not a whisper,
It's a storm that breaks down walls,
A fire that ignites our hearts,
A beacon in the night.
For you, who carries and knows,
Who breathes and heals,
You are the dance of life,
The core of who we are.
Soul Sister, you are infinite,
And yet so here and now.
Thank you for your Being,
Your light, your eternal loyalty, and your grounded heart.
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