The star-heaven above her head
Opened with a surprise solution.
She wept—
For the change in her direction.
Gratitude became her attitude.

Clarity struck like lightning.
Ozone sizzled with potential.
I shifted to receive—
And learned:
I am possible in every way.

A mind full of playful ideas,
Held back only by unmet needs.
My best play emerges
After I’ve had some rest.

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