The Vortex of Self Awareness: Poetry

Rooted in the Earth,
yet seeking a home,
she bends in the wind like a reed,
moved, but unchanged

She finds words
though she was once silent,
bridging the gap of inadequacies
residing between the breaths

Until the sky opens up 
with the riddles of Love,
destroying a once blind oasis
within the heart's core

Now remade into 
the Vortex of Self Awareness.

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