whispers from the ash heap
nobody noticed
when the dust settled
drifting into nooks and cracks
coating shelves and knickknacks
nobody noticed
when everything slowly faded
under a dull gray hue
we have forgotten
we are stardust and light
we are bone and sinew
blood and flesh infused
with the eternal spirit of love
living, breathing beacons
with potential for goodness
nobody noticed
as we languished
under the ash heaps
of history repeating
we have forgotten
what we are made of
we have forgotten
who we are...
~kat
This one ruminated for a while in my head, eking out in pieces…I needed to sleep in it to bring it to the page. The glimmer for day 64…remember, remember who you are. Don’t let anyone tell you that you are less than…
Peace, Live, and Glimmers to you!
~kat
like mercury colliding... 
March 6th, 2025 at 7:35 am
Well worth the wait.
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March 6th, 2025 at 9:00 am
Thank you Violet…that is so kind of you to say. ✨💚✨
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March 6th, 2025 at 7:43 am
A beautiful reminder Kat
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March 6th, 2025 at 12:23 pm
Thank you Sadje. I need to remind myself every day.
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March 6th, 2025 at 7:13 pm
Yes, we have to do that, especially in the given political environment
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March 6th, 2025 at 2:48 pm
Love this Kat. It took me years to find the real me, and there is no way I shall forget that.
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March 6th, 2025 at 5:34 pm
Me too,Di…decades! And I am still learning! ✨💚✨
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