Reading more of your work lately, I have come to adore the unique way you look at things. Your metaphors and images are always refreshing, and you seem to have the same love for language that keeps me searching for new words in route of expression.

This piece is gorgeous. I really love the uplifting simplicity, and your vocabulary is scrumptious! Gossamer, terra fires, scintillating .. used with such cadence and conviction. I could read this piece again and again.

There are two tiny bits of phrasing that put a skip in my step while reading:

"awaiting whoever will cross her waters
'neath her chest, and approach"
the repetition of 'her' threw me off a touch, I feel it reads better to me as
"...cross the waters
'neath her chest.."

and at the very end

"to catch fire and fly with the hope
mirroring

perpetuity."
I found 'mirroring perpetuity' to be a mouthful compared to the flow of the rest of the poem. Maybe
"to catch fire and fly with the hope
which mirrors

perpetuity" ..?

Either which way that's just my silly opinion. You've penned an exceptional piece! :)

Oh my dear...I love the message in this piece! We choose our destiny! Your word choice here just blew me away..."baffled" "musings" "gossamer" "scintillating" love it all!

"upon fire stones of the soul."
^what a great line! I read through this slow, concentrating on each word and just cherishing it all. Love it more each time I read it.

You truly have a way with words.