A quiet reading
I have no face of my own only the reflection of all that is of all that you are
I am empty until I wear the world until I wear you
Look at me and you see yourself a face I borrowed from life a form given by your gaze
I am the mirror faceless until you call me forth
And when I wear you I feel it all your joy, your sorrow your love, your shame
The stars do not need clothes nor the mountains nor the rivers
I am naked in the universe not because I lack but because I am free
In each moment I am the universe breathing through you
Take a moment before choosing what comes next.
“I have no face of my own
only the reflection of all that is
of all that you are
I am empty”
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This curated edition is shared as personal artistic expression, not medical, financial or relationship advice. Sacred names and traditions are approached with respectful poetic or devotional context.
Narration is off in this release.
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