if anyone or anything
needs my spirit to be small…
i’m finally learning
to walk away
– butterflies rising
Read More →if anyone or anything needs my spirit to be small…
she’s not here just to be a supporting character in your story…
she’s not here just to be
a supporting character in your story…
she has her own entire story
to live too.
– butterflies rising
Read More →if i am to feel sure of anything, i must learn to feel sure of me…
beautiful wildflower, grow untamed…
beautiful wildflower, grow untamed… be free and reach for the sun
beautiful
wildflower…
be free and reach
for the sun,
live in all your colors
and grow so
untamed
– butterflies rising
Read More →sweet girl, it wasn’t that you weren’t enough…
sweet girl,
it wasn’t that you weren’t enough,
it’s your energy… it asks
others to rise up, and not everyone
is willing to go where they
would grow
– butterflies rising
Read More →sweet soul, it wasn’t that you weren’t enough…
sweet girl,
it wasn’t that you weren’t enough,
it’s your energy… it asks
others to rise up, and not everyone
is willing to go where they
would grow
– butterflies rising
Read More →the testimony of character…
when my fears
ask why they should speak
softly around you,
i tell them…
your integrity tastes like sugar,
and that you carry goodness
in your hands like it
belongs
– butterflies rising
Read More →i can feel it… how i’m on my way, to somewhere different…
i can feel it…
how i’m on my way,
to somewhere different,
something better than this
and i’ll let it be light,
and new, and undiscovered
– butterflies rising
Read More →don’t be afraid to leave it all behind…
don’t be afraid
to leave it all behind…
there is new light, and new life,
there are new worlds waiting
– butterflies rising
Read More →another life…
and if you
took me for granted…
you must know that that
was another life.
and i have found my way
to a new life.
and you are just not welcome here.
because i can no longer
wear that shade of unworthiness,
or hold that self-unkindness,
that let me live a life
where the people i let close to me
ever treated me as anything less than
a blessing in theirs.
– butterflies rising
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