Breathe deeply, beloved soul, as you confidently rise
In the cradle of your heartbeat, grace thrives
unfurl your strong hands and embrace
the healing you deserve, along with everything you believe in
For here’s the call, whispered soft and clear,
a motivation rooted, profound, sincere—
that within the depth of your sacred chest,
burns a power, unwound, wild, blessed
Feel it pulse, ancient as the morning’s light,
a tantric surge, both fierce and bright
it calls you to the edge, to the brink of surrender,
where love and strength entwine, tender and slender
Grace, like velvet, wraps your trembling frame,
its warmth a dance, a soothing flame
hold it, receive it, let it shape your core,
for in your own unfolding, there lies more
Rise with purpose, with love unbound,
in the echoes of healing, let your voice resound
for you are both the mender and the thread,
holding grace as you move ahead
A manifesto of spirit, soft yet bold,
a declaration of beauty to hold
to heal, to receive, to rise again,
in grace’s embrace—again and again
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