In my hands a stone shapes
it succumbs to my desire
it becomes my dreams
taking on a more pliable shape
compliant to my touch
while still trying to be what it was
will it hold its shape, its texture
will it transform for me
will it stay as it started or
will it mold into what it was meant to be
Origins – Italian White Translucent Alabaster
Quiet intimacy of forms and leading paths to inner deep desires. The origin of the journey to the memories of the soul.
Woman’s Essence, free and gentle. Secret stroll on hidden paths,
warming souls and hearts.

The Beginning of Origins

Origins becoming
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Words inspiring my mind
In my hands a stone shapes
it succumbs to my desire
it becomes my dreams
taking on a more pliable shape
compliant to my touch
while still trying to be what it was
will it hold its shape, its texture
will it transform for me
will it stay as it started or
will it mold into what it was meant to be
Origins – Italian White Translucent Alabaster
Quiet intimacy of forms and leading paths to inner deep desires. The origin of the journey to the memories of the soul.
Woman’s Essence, free and gentle. Secret stroll on hidden paths,
warming souls and hearts.
The Beginning of Origins
Origins becoming
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