Lakshmī
the lotus-born, giver of fortune
waterLakshmī rose from the churning of the milk-ocean, seated upon a lotus with gold falling from her palms; to dream of her is to be reminded that true abundance is a grace that settles where the heart is kept clean and open.
Fragments
When gods and demons churned the primal sea for the nectar of life, she rose upon a full-blown lotus, and every being present bowed as light spilled from her serene smile.
She dwells only where welcome is warm and honest, slipping quietly away from harsh words and hoarding hands, following instead the sound of gratitude spoken in the dark.
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