A poem about spiritual and mystical awakenings.
Something Changed Inside Me
In boundless chambers of my soul,
A slumbering sigil did unfold.
Wrapped in a cloak of sunlit gold,
Whispers of secrets, gently told.
The dust of ages, light and fair,
Took flight like dandelion seeds in air.
A playful current, warm and bright,
Carried a glyph with the morning light.
Unfurling tendrils, soft and green,
Sprouted from depths serene.
A curious sense, soft and sweet,
Filled the halls, on nimble feet.
