Oh, Grace

Within the Ethereal Plains, spirits roam freely;

   triumphantly beaming with vibrant life,

   their auras glimmering with hope, glorious dreams, love.

Entities of no defined shape, color, or true form--

   each merely pure energy,

   their paths yet to be molded and lain before them.

For all, a new life lies on the horizon,

   spiritual beings awaiting seemingly random cosmic pulls,

   another human experience among many since Time Immemorial.

For one, an orb which seems to shine brighter than others,

   the wait has been, in Earthly measurements, a long one;

   this Elder Soul meanders patiently, a calm and collected grace about them.

Suddenly, as if heralded by a trumpet call screaming reveille,

   the Graceful Elder rockets forth with incredible speed,

   fate immediately dictating this particular adventure on the Mortal Realm.

A new human shape emerges from the shining mass;

   curly, dark brown hair falling from their head over shoulders,

   framing piercing blue eyes which glitter with warm kindness.

From spirit to human being, nurtured within another,

   the beginning of a new adventure has a countdown--

   within months, spiritual innocence will grace the world.

Two human lives already on this Earth for decades,

   twin flames joined together to light the candle for a new;

   their excitement is palpable, their love infinite.

From their union, a call was cast into the Universe,

   answered with haste by the Graceful Elder One--

   a heeded prayer, manifested into physical form.

Soon shall two henceforth be a trio,

   a merry little band of compassionate misfits,

   comprised of Hippie, Punk, and Baby Pixie.

Their tale is one just in its infancy,

   but many grand chapters lie ahead for these blessed few;

   this Triumvirate faces the world, all of their lives anew.

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