THE ORACLE WITHIN THE GOLDEN WATERS

THE ORACLE WITHIN THE GOLDEN WATERS INVOCATION 

I sink into silk and gold,

bathed in the milk of ancient queens,

as warm radiance caresses every inch of me—

I become still, I become sacred.

The bath is my temple.

The gold is my offering.

The steam rises like spirit smoke,

summoning whispers from the hidden realms.

I call upon the Oracles.

I summon the voices between worlds.

Show me what eyes cannot see.

Tell me what souls cannot speak.

Through the water,

through the shimmer,

through the sacred silence,

I receive the truth that bends time.

Every droplet touches me with a message.

Every ripple is a vision.

My womb remembers.

My heart opens.

My crown ignites.

As I soak, I see.

As I see, I know.

As I know, I rise.

I am the divine vessel.

I am the prophecy fulfilled.

I am the woman who remembers everything.

And it begins… now.