Poetic transmissions for archetypal moments
These are not custom poems.
They are collective truths—channeled and written for those standing at a threshold.
Whether you’re in the ache of release, the first breath of freedom, or the quiet reclamation of your joy, you’ll find a poem here that meets you like a mirror.
Each listing includes:
Let the one that calls you… call you.
Inspired by my poetry collection Poems for My Patience,
this offering is where your inner truth becomes language, line, and light.
đź”® Soul Prophecy Poems
🦋 For moments of transition, becoming, and unseen knowing:
Messages from the quietest parts of you:
đź’Ś Each poem is crafted intuitively and paired with a symbolic illustration, turning insight into something you can hold.
Poems for the ones who stayed too long, loved too hard, or forgot that soft isn’t the same as weak.
This collection honors the quiet courage of walking away—from what no longer sees you, holds you, or reflects you.
It’s not about bitterness.
It’s about returning to yourself.
Each poem is a farewell that became a threshold.
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A Soul Code Poem for the moment you let go—
of someone still spinning in place.
You loved them. You saw them.
But you could not stay in the cage.
This piece was born from breathwork, from ache, from truth.
It’s for those standing at the edge of the shimmer, ready to fly.
A Soul Code Poem for the ones who stay too long.
For those who call it loyalty, but know it’s fear.
For the ones who shrink, fold, and tuck their needs inside silence.
This poem speaks the truth of finally standing at the edge—
and choosing the vacuum… as invitation.
🪞 Soul Code Poem Card – “When Silence Speaks First”: A Soul Code Poem for the ones who kept hoping, explaining, waiting.
You gave light. You gave time.
But in the end—you gave yourself the answer.
This poem is for those who hear silence not as absence,
but as clarity.
A quiet, sacred no more.
A Soul Code Poem for the one who steps back—not bitter, not loud—just sovereign.
You gave him your chords. He played them softly—for someone else.
You asked for a hearth. He offered a mirror.
This poem is for the moment you choose your own story. And finish your own damn book.
“Let them try on the light like glitter.
I’ll be over here, finishing the book they’ll all one day quote.”
Poems for the quiet blaze inside you—the one that never stopped trying to bloom, even in shadow.
This collection is for the woman on the cusp.
The not-quite-there.
The shedding. The burning. The breath-before-you-rise.
These poems trace the sacred path of transformation—where every scar became a symbol, and every no became a door.
A Soul Code Poem for the ache that left without apology.
They didn’t slam a door. They just… disappeared.
No goodbye. No closure. Just the echo of your own worth rising quietly in their absence.
This poem names that ache. And honors your release.
“You let go with love,
and the wind did not say goodbye.”
A Soul Code Poem for the woman who finally stopped apologizing for wanting joy.
She didn’t wait for permission. She didn’t ask for applause.
She simply chose herself.
This poem is for the sacred moment when you set down what isn’t yours—
and burn bright anyway.
“She set down the weight
of what she couldn’t control
and picked up the flame
that was hers to burn.”
A Soul Code Poem for the quiet givers. The sacred catchers. The ones who hold everyone—but rarely get held.
This is for the woman who notices the small things,
softens the sharpness,
and still forgets she’s becoming something beautiful.
“You carry lullabies in your skin,
and the patience of moonlight.”
Poems for the women who raised us, the girls we’re still becoming, and the ache that lives between the two.
This collection is a thread between generations—woven with grief, reverence, silence, and love.
For the mothers we miss, the daughters we still carry, and the truths we never said aloud.
(from the daughter who finally saw)
A Soul Code Poem for the mother who gave everything—and the daughter who finally understands.
You didn’t see it then.
The quiet sacrifice.
The way she bent her joy to hold your breath.
But now… you do.
And this poem becomes the thank you you never said—but always meant.
“I name your arms
a harbor.
Your tears
a blessing.
And when I close my eyes,
I swear—
the wind sounds like your voice
carrying me still.”
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A Soul Code Poem for the woman who leads with her heart—
not because it’s safe, but because it’s sovereign.
This is for the moment you make the first move,
not to win…
but to honor your worth.
“She led with her heart—
not because it was safe,
but because it was sovereign.”
A Soul Code Poem for the woman who forgave her past and chose herself.
This is for the one who once believed loving hard enough could heal everything—
until she finally chose her own door.
“You weren’t wrong to stay.
You were brave.
And you weren’t weak to leave.”
Poems for the woman who stopped waiting for someone else to choose her—because she finally chose herself.
This collection is about power. Not the kind that shouts—
but the kind that whispers:
“I am enough.”
These poems are reclamations.
Of energy, of boundaries, of light.
They are what happens when a woman no longer dims to be desired,
and instead lets herself burn—bright, bold, and whole.
They are not about revenge.
They’re about return.
Return to worth.
Return to center.
Return to a life that no longer requires shrinking.
A Soul Code Poem for the moment you chose yourself—
not in fury, but in peace.
This isn’t the door slammed.
It’s the door opened with quiet knowing,
when your bones whispered, get out now.
“When safety knocks,
you don’t ignore it.
You open the door.
And you walk yourself home.”
For the woman who forgot she had wings—until she dared to move.
A Soul Code Poem for the one who waited to be seen...
and finally chose to see herself.
This isn’t about flight that was granted—
It’s about wings you claimed.
“I was never the visitor.
I was always
The Queen in disguise.
And now—
I fly.”
A Soul Code Poem for the woman who stopped shrinking her stars to fit a man-sized sky.
You’re not a porch light. You’re not a side quest.
You are the whole damn constellation.
And if they can’t hold your voltage? You rise anyway.
“I will not dim.
I will rise.
I will go where the stars
know my name.”
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