Anahata by Ymot

Anahata, come forth
And spin like flowers as we feel our hearts
From the chakras below
Into the lungs of our chests, and our shoulders and arms, then spinning through our fingertips.

Worry not of your woes,
For compassion rises within
The loving heart
We share with the world.

Feel gratitude toward all,
Then write it down;
That unsent letter
Written in love,
And sealed from even those celestials above.

𐌲𐌿𐍄𐌹𐍃𐌺𐌰𐌸𐌹𐌰

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celtic North Atlantic gaul