why else would you have been given
this soft and tender heart if you weren’t
meant to make it softer here for other tender hearts…
the way you feel so much helps someone else
who feels so much… feel less alone.
– butterflies rising
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why else would you have been given
this soft and tender heart if you weren’t
meant to make it softer here for other tender hearts…
the way you feel so much helps someone else
who feels so much… feel less alone.
why else would you have been given
this poetry heart that loves true and deep
and beautifully wild if you weren’t meant to
be loved true and deep and beautifully wild,
and to be kissed like wildfire by someone
who sees you as art.
why else would you have been given
this wildflower energy if you weren’t meant to
run free in the sunlight and get drunk on the moonlight
and be kissed by the starlight… there’s a world
outside and you need it in your veins.
why else would you have been given
this passionate ache inside for it if you weren’t
meant to know it and tangibly hold it…. dreams are
dreams on purpose. aches are in us on purpose.
your heart reaches for it on purpose…
and because your soul remembers it.
i just don’t think the universe is making mistakes
with our hearts and souls…
so why else love if not to feel stars
exploding in our veins… because why else are
we here if not to live with unreasonable
passion for things.
– butterflies rising
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what we run from or
push away, the “you can’t hurt me
if i hurt you first”…
not letting it come to us
because it’s just too good to be true…
or when it does, we can’t let it be here
because it’s just too beautiful to stay…
or trying to grip it and control it
when all we really need to do to hold it
is let it dance in our fingertips
instead of suffocating it away.
i think that thing we do as a defense when we’re
scared of losing something is often why we
end up losing things. and maybe letting
the beautiful things belong here…
is just in seeing that our fear is
what doesn’t belong here.
– butterflies rising
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i went through a love i barely recovered from, a heartbreak i barely survived, and finding my way back to me… it took everything in me to do.
so if it feels hard to get close to me, it isn’t me not wanting to come close to you… it’s me not wanting anything to be able to take me away from me, ever again.
– butterflies rising
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nature has this way of being able to hold all these beautiful contrasts and layers… earth and air, fire and flowers, light and dark, sun and moon… so maybe i can let my own spirit burn bright and wildly bloom.
– butterflies rising
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i want to believe in kind and beautiful things,
and in a world made of good souls and compassion…
a world where the light is where the
pendulum finally swings
no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.
– butterflies rising
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i want to believe in me,
and in becoming the most beautiful version of me,
and in beautiful things being meant for me… i want
to fiercely believe i’m worthy of it all, even when
my fears tell me not to
– butterflies rising
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i want to believe in things,
beautiful things, even the impossible
and untouchable feeling things,
even the ones we’ve been
told not to
and i want to believe in me,
and in becoming the most beautiful version of me,
and in beautiful things being meant for me… i want to fiercely
believe i’m worthy of it all, even when my fears
tell me not to
and i want to believe in kind things,
and in a world made of good souls and compassion…
a world where the light is where the
pendulum finally swings
no matter how hard it feels… i want to believe
so much in these things.
– butterflies rising
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i will choose little rebellions… like the ache turned into empathy. my rage channeled into intention. my inspired heart will create beauty in rebellion… we need art and words and songs… someone, somewhere is barely hanging on, and something beautiful will be their lighthouse. my passionate heart will love more in rebellion… the way i feel about who and what i love will be even more and more and more… there is going to be passion and love here, no matter what. and my hope is going to be fierce, even if in spite of so much. darkness depends on us to stop feeling beautiful things and to stop believing in a better way… and i will make it my rebellion not to.
– butterflies rising
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my passionate heart will love more in rebellion… the way i feel about who and what i love will be even more and more and more… there is going to be passion and love here, no matter what.
– butterflies rising
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