just let go of your head,
show me your heart
and run wild with me
– butterflies rising
Read More →healing
i’ve learned to
be gentle with that part of
me that takes it in so deeply
and holds on to it for far too long,
that’s also the part of me that loves
like an awakening and knows what it’s like
to trace a soul in my fingertips
– butterflies rising
Read More →someday
you will look
at yourself,
and you’ll see in you
all these things
your soul is made of,
and you will
be home
– butterflies rising
Read More →…some songs are just barely becoming safe again,
and some songs maybe never will be.
and i think that’s just how powerful music can be.
it’s such an aesthetic in our existence. we feel so much
from it, and because of it, and through it… and
so it can break us completely open in heartbreak,
but i wouldn’t trade that for how much it makes us feel
alive and free and infinite, and in love, in all of
the beautiful moments.
– butterflies rising
Read More →there’s something
about the way dawn whispers
“so much is out there waiting”
that keeps my dreams breathing…
there’s just a way
that morning carries hope.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you’ve been chasing down
the kind of love
that greets you with nothing more
than a shoulder shrug…
the kind that whimpers your name in apathy,
don’t you know that you deserve a love
that holds so much abundance,
one that shouts to the heavens in your honor
queen / king
– butterflies rising
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