The Seven Portals of the Soul

The chrysalis dreams of the sky
but still protects the silence.

Seven portals guarded in her chest,
seven seeds of light,
awaiting the sacred breath
that will break the shell of time.

Wings are born from her mind,
thoughts that fly before becoming words,
desires that rise like gentle prayers
to the fertile universe of the soul.

She does not fear change,
she is change.

She knows that each egg is a miniature sun,
that flight begins within,
at the moment when the soul
decides to remember who it is.