Sanctity from Within

My dress insists I’m a woman of integrity

Every day I watch the sunset

I feel it’s stare down into my soul

Imparting with my desires

And channeling my dreams

Having my truest hopes set in

Relaxes the jazz within to

Perform and entrance a state

Of magic relaying my abilities

And sourcing my cares

Truly I am the one and only

Person that can make my life

So perfect

Deciding to rise with the sun

And laying my spirit with the end of the day

Becomes a ritual

So in tune with a never-ending habitual

Ceremony that accuses me

Of everlasting sanctity within

and I feel one with the sun


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