Between the Orbs and Air, a poem below by Mojo

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"Between the Orbs and Air"

A woman rests where silence sighs,
In flowing white, she greets the skies—
Her dress, a whisper in the mist,
By glowing orbs of starlight kissed.

She floats where day and dream entwine,
A breath between the dusk and shine,
Soft halos bloom like thought made light,
And shadows fold in calmest night.

Her eyes are closed—not lost, but deep—
In reverie, not bound by sleep.
Around her, clouds like muslin drift,
Each breeze a hush, each moment gift.

No sound, save stillness, dares intrude,
Upon this hush of solitude.
She is the calm, the sacred pause,
The tender break in nature’s laws.

A soul aloft in realms unseen,
Where time slows down, where thoughts grow clean—
And every orb, and every shade,
Becomes the peace that she has made.

with love By Mojo