beneath what eyes can see

beneath what eyes can see lies her inner chamber, a sacred sanctuary where her soul is at ease, thriving freely. the only home she'll ever truly know as she's divinely guided. in her solitude, weaving her tapestry with threads of genius and independence of thought. she's aware of the snares this world has laid for her soul to be caught. to be entangled in distraction, leaving her will with no traction, delayed in purpose, hustling for prosperity, leaving no time for her spirit to receive revelation and wisdom. for there lies her true wealth, the key out of this world's rat race. she's not a statistic. she walks according to divine timing, striding at her own pace. she rules and rains her abundance, sharing her heart with those drawn in to her warm embrace.

beneath what eyes can see lies a woman unapologetically, abiding in the duality of her nature. a soul who evolves through reflection, spending time with her tribe, and sharing thoughts with those aligned.

beneath what eyes can see lies a woman ripe for intimacy with her sacred king. she knows what’s required to let someone in to see the gold of her soul, to unveil her heart, and share the wisdom received from her wounds. she's ready to receive the love she's worthy of. she's has done the work within and has emerged from her cocoon.

beneath what her eyes can see, she's the one she's been waiting for.