✨ I Am Gold ✨
I am gold—
not plated, not borrowed,
not the kind that fades in counterfeit light.
I am solid,
molten from the core of grace itself,
forged in stillness,
polished by surrender,
shining because I remembered who I am.
I am that rare rhythm—
the one the world can’t mimic or measure.
I move to the hum of my own becoming,
where silence speaks louder than applause
And alignment feels like laughter on my skin.
Yes, I have poise—
the kind that blooms from knowing
I don’t have to prove a thing.
And humor—
because I’ve danced with life’s absurdity
and still found beauty in the offbeat.
Even the universe chuckles
When I wink back at chaos,
choosing grace instead of grind.
I am magnanimous—
generous in love,
rich in peace,
abundant in spirit.
My presence is a prayer,
My joy, a revolution.
I am both the stillness and the sparkle,
the altar and the laughter that fills it.
You see, I don’t chase gold—
I am gold.
Not the kind that clinks in hands,
but the kind that glows through souls,
that heals on sight,
that remembers its worth
even in the dark.
So I rise—
polished in divine timing,
graced with the humor of one
Who knows, she’s already won.
I am gold—
solid, sacred,
poised in purpose,
luminous with love,
unshakably me.
- Sherley Delia, Founder
