#poetry

BELLE DE LA CHELLE

Machine

I not only build machines I am a machine. I am the ghost in the machine. I am the machine that builds machines. I am the ghost in the machine that runs the machine that builds machines with ghosts.

She blooms in boldness.

Wrapped in grace and framed by the soft glow of resilience. Warmth and fire, unapologetic and alive. Whispers of battles faced, and beauty earned, and a life lived fully, I am here. I am radiant. I am real.

Face the world

From fold to fold, work displayed, battles fought and won the day.

Leader’s Creed

Some wait for the crowd,but I move when I know. The right path shines because I choose to walk it. Followers are not weak —they are waiting for light. And I am not afraidto be the one who carries the torch.

Catch the Smile

My eyes see farther than the walls allow even when my strength wears itself out with effortless grace. My spirit here does stand and refuses to dim.

Every Day I Try

Beauty boundless, without end, a flame no time or dark can bend.