Purple whispers, soft and low,
Secrets that the wise ones know.
Lavender fields in dreams take flight,
A bridge to heaven, filled with light.
Royal hues of amethyst bright,
Awakening the inner sight.
A gentle calm, a peaceful grace,
Purple paints a holy space.
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Author:
Star seed (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: October 26th, 2025 12:58
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 1
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