A spell-like poem exploring ancestral strength, cosmic unity, and the return to oneness. “Infinity” weaves mysticism, oceanic breathwork, and the divine feminine into a reminder that we are never separate from the whole.

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“Infinity”

by Shelly Moore Caron

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I’ll write a little poetry

Conjure spells with wizardry

Passed down to me genetically

Maiden, Mother, Crone, you see

Collect strength from heredity

For I am She and She is me

We, the gatherers of clarity

Pour from our vessels ever freely

Quench your thirsty parts with chi

Liberate your dark, set it free

It, too, has its place in harmony

There is no you nor I, just We

Oceans exhale waves of energy

Crash onto shore then retreat

She then inhales with intent to free

Our souls from our own misery

Riptide pulling back and cycling

Waking up we start to see

There is more to this than we believed

We’re questioning and breaking free

Chains ripped off by curiosity

How could we not begin to see

With face to sky, it’s Infinity

Whispering into our very beings,

“You are One with everything.”

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“You are not a drop in the ocean.

You are the entire ocean in a drop.”

— Rumi