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Cosmic Messenger

Shed my skin one too many,
of times and places
I’ve lost the count.
Dressed in spring
or winter
the battles and toils
are still the same.
Seductress or goddess?
perhaps a good balance
of both,
whatever they
choose to see.

Sent to make that initial contact,
I approach in good faith,
in innocence,
in my human form.
To the moon I flew them
in golden chalice I offered the sun.
I was there for them
-unconditionally,
expecting good reciprocity
only to find deceit,
arrogance, envy, conceit…
some even tried to destroy me
ignoring who they had met.
I was their spirit’s mirror,
a cosmic messenger
silent, unforeseen
and forewarning
sent out to test
the state of their soul.

 

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