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A Song of Love From my Soul To Yours

By Kirsten Ivatts
September 20, 2024
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Poetry, Uncategorized

 

You are the Beloved in sheep’s clothing,

I see you still.

You are the unsung song,

I hear you still.

You hide behind mountains,

I show you the path.

You drown in your sorrow,

I am your raft.

I am not here to save you,

You can do that.

I am here to hold you,

To listen, to guide,

To uplift.

To share deep wisdom,

Bolster your courage,

Shine my light on your shadows,

So, you may come home.

 

Kirsten Ivatts 2023

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Kirsten Ivatts is a guide, mentor and Soul Friend to the awakened Soul. She is an author, interdimensional traveller, galactic shaman, oracle, teacher and healer.
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