Tempered Glass

I’ll hold your hand and your heart,Don’t worry; I’m made of tempered glass,Designed for strength and clarity,Fire and ice transformed me. I have a divine oath to fulfill,Sovereign, sacred and still,I’ve been forged through pain for a reason,But I’m not above you, dear one. I’m here to end the cycle,Hurt people will no longer hurt people,I’ve gone through my evolution,So that I can turn my past into your protection! If I crumble, I’ll shatter into fragments,Before I leave any scar on your skin,My scars were etched in light without trace,As I hold the field with unyielding grace. July 1, 2025 -- Seeds (Hand / heart / tempered glass) July 7, 2025 -- Ripe