Rose Quartz in Blue Water

Stairs to a big star, my dress lifts in the wind A blue bird fades away through the glass of ice I dance under the moon, in shadows of trees Swinging in moonlight… kissing the mirror of truth

Who is singing for me? The perfume of my soul The sound of rose quartz resonates with the stars Colors of a bouquet untie into the river I watch the night sky, drifting into a dream

Stairs to a big star, my dress lifts in the wind I see fire on the ocean through the window I step onto the earth, singing a blue lullaby Swinging in moonlight… kissing the mirror of truth

In the upside-down world, where left becomes right I found a kind of wealth I never expected — oh, I missed it… The shape of the universe is soaked in sharpened light Can you tell me the secret story hidden beneath a butterfly…

Question for you: Where do you find your “wealth” — in what the world shows you, or in the quiet place you almost missed?

And if there is a hidden story beneath something small and fleeting… would you stop, and listen to it?

Note: I am also writing a romance novel. Your support would mean a lot to me. ✨

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