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Heart Shaped Hearth of Healing

[I have always known I belonged �
to the sea � �
� � �
may the wind blow long and wild � � �
over never forgotten, never gone. � � �
I will follow the path that I own and I am]

From:

"fae faring" by Rianne

Where the wind whirls
In swirls, in a caress
Fresh from ocean sprays
Against jagged stone

Stirring the soul
In sweeping fractals,
Swept away
Into the invisible,

As leaves impress
Perceptions
With impressions
Impressed

Moving
&
Maneuvering past

Elves

Fairies

Gnomes

Taking the truths
Of their

Homes

And making their
way to your

Poems

Like sacred herbs
&
Plant teachings

Into

A heart shaped
Hearth

Of healing.