Tokens of a time

that is how she embraces existence.
No one thing, no memory
of time and days
gone by
attached
to 
any
one thing

but to harmonies

strung together
like tokes of
a time.

When
we
actually  bounce
on
time
through all planes 
of
shields we have
been taught 
to 
put up
like tokens of a time.

Not real,
not there,
when we really
look

with the  heart.

Embrace, my child,
embrace.

Just try it
out,
see how it feels,
embrace,
be curious,
leave no trace,
just a harmony
on the scale 
of
your soul,

watch it play,
watch its wake
spread out,
widen,
flourish,
take its own route
before
dissipating in to
its own oceanness.

Tokens of a time,
pawprints,
roses,
wind,
fire,
sand

always changing,
not existing,
let it loose,
let it go,
release,
free,
move on,
breathe.

StarBeing,
breathe.

Cecilia Gotherstrom, Dec 2025