imagining

She sits there, on a glowing, golden spherical ball. Around her, there are many threads, threads of yellow, of red, of blue and green. They twist and turn around each other, sometimes merging, and in doing so, combining their colours to become aqua blue, orange, purple. From time-to-time, she reaches out and touches them, and when she does, she feels a vibration that begins at her fingertips and snakes its way up her arm, and eventually, to her core. She vibrates long-after the colourful thread passes through her fingers, and she closes her eyes, and sees a vibrant eagle, and feels the golden glow of love beneath her.

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