Twin Flames Ablaze
Photo by Sharon Pittaway on Unsplash
One soul split at creation
Left on our own to find and grow self
We cruise, run, hide and rocky-road our way through life
Wondering, “Did I really sign up for this strife?”
One innocent hug opened a vortex to a similar past embrace
We skipped past the spark and went right to raging blaze
The Kundalini rising of reunited twin flames
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Stephanie J. Bradberry
I have a passion for literature and anime. And I love everything involving academia, health, metaphysics and entrepreneurship. During my free time I enjoy nature, crocheting, reading, my kiddos, and writing.
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I get the meaning. Kundalini yoga. Passion in every burn. Lovely.
I love this so much, especially the part about skipping past the spark :) Wonderful!
Beautiful poem. Well done.
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