Do I need a crystal? Oh, wait!
I am the stone. With the crystaline Glow
Do I need sage? Maybe? Or maybe Not!
I burn myself every day to keep sane and out of deep thought.

Do I need the Healing music ? I don't think so.
I am the Tune to my own guitar; I listen to my own whistle
Go buy a singing bowl they say? It moves the bones
I am the singing bowl,now watch me moves my hips up under my clothes

Nothing outside of me can move me, i move my own Soul
I am the trees and the leaves, I provide my own medicinals.
Starvation is not in my language, I feed off nature's sweet Nectar
Vitamin D Me, My Sun Father will always be my pleasure

I am the crystal; it is imbedded in my temple
I am the stone; that walks Sturdy and Alone
I am the leaves; I will always live and grow
I water my own grass; in my Gardens home

I am the music, I beat my own drum
I Control the tune to my Pretty violin song
I pull my strings however they should move
So never question who I am,
Because I am the selenite to charge my own crystaline

I am the Crystal that glows Up under my Skin.✨


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