in beauty
enter
the inner sanctum
the center of embrace
where sparks are born
where blood flows
on its way to everywhere
this luminous body pulses
a living ganglion of light
entering the forge of knowing
drawing from all that exists
even the invisible
in the enfolded now
in every direction
Entering, entering—
drawing from that nameless mystery,
folding inward to the center
even as you blossom
everywhere
from the center
—Lorena Wolfman (2021, 2025)
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