You are a phoenix who rose and chose to step into your power.
You’ve gained desire towards a certain goal.
Look at you go!
You chose to rise, like smoke.
Your aura of black is gravitating,
Swaying your destiny in your favor.
Stay grounded.
You are enough.
Divine touches you with grace.
Let go today.
Allow the wind to lift your wings.
Happy gliding.
Poem by: Sasha Tucker
Deck Created by: Tosha Silver Art: Fena Gonzalez
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