Primal Wisdom

Queen of Stillness sweetly brushes her lips across the colored rim of suspended time

Softly, she traces the edge of sensation and opens the portal of the great Lemuria that was sealed by a moment’s rapture with no memory of our floating world

between the dream that reflects the sun and an infinite force of primal wisdom.

–genece hamby

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