
What we choose to believe creates our reality. Poems of Love and Manifestation. The diamond firebird--ashes he stirs. Hear me keening for understanding,
my love? Wait, not yet, while I paint
another sequined scrim of myself.

What we choose to believe creates our reality. Poems of Love and Manifestation. The diamond firebird-ashes he stirs. Hear me keening for understanding, my love? Wait, not yet, while I paint another sequined scrim of myself.