Divination Portrait


The serpent and the rose,

through divination I come as the flower of the pumpkin bloodline.

I see the thorns of my rose, where she has taken hold of me.

I see the cords of the pumpkin gourd make heavy my blood;

love!  it’s natural and profound simplicity aggravated by complexity.

I feel myself, resting on the ideals of tranquility and peace,

allowing for the slow and steady growth of my ability to hear god. Once again.

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