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Born of a Prayer

Where did your name come from?

Ila is prayer without demand,
a stream that carves through shifting sand.
Her essence, timeless, vast, and free,
a bridge between the “is” and “to be.”

Posted in poetic musings

Unwritten Realms

Describe your life in an alternate universe.

I speak in stars and sleep in light,
Dreaming in colours that outshine night.
No name, no past, just endless flow,
A soul unshaped, with room to grow.