society
what if you are on the
verge of the most beautiful year…
dare the universe to show you how
beautiful it can get…
let things unfold, and let them be easy.
let there be dreams, and let them be real.
let it all grow. then let yourself trust it
and hold it… know that it’s yours,
and let it all stay.
– butterflies rising
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they say you are gone.
but i still feel you… in signs and serendipities,
you are imprinted in song lyrics and visiting me
through butterflies… i am trying to understand the
texture of this world without you because they say
that you are gone, but i still feel you in energy,
and i’m sure that you’re still with me.
– butterflies rising
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in 2026…
i hope that friendship finds you…
the kind that’s good laughter and wild adventure…
the kind that believes in you and helps you believe
in you, too… and it feels like safety; like genuine
safety where you can trust them so deeply…
i just hope you find friendship that is so
good for your soul.
– butterflies rising
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in december…
i hope something helps you remember you’re made of magic…
you’ve been this version of you that is made of survival for too long…
and i just think it’s time for you to remember you’re made of magic.
– butterflies rising
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on walls in relationships…
what if sometimes, someone’s walls
are just self-love-shaped boundaries…
and maybe not such a bad
thing at all?
– butterflies rising
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i’ve had poems pull me out from the darkest places
i’ve ever been in. like scripture.
and music… i could probably write an entire book
just about the ways that music has shifted me
and changed me and moved me and saved me.
like gospel.
so when i say that “poetry is my scripture” and
“music is my gospel,” i am saying that there are
poems and songs that are carrying my soul
from one breath to the next in this life.
– butterflies rising
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you cannot try to silence
a collective pain for so long and not
expect a collective rage to eventually come.
– butterflies rising
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no matter what… i hope you know…
that you matter.
for yourself. by yourself.
and belonging to yourself.
and with the paths you do… or don’t…
take in your life,
i hope that they are chosen by you.
and that you can hear and follow the voice
in your own soul, and no matter any noise…
be able to find your own way.
– butterflies rising
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if you are someone like me,
who has struggled to find and use
your voice in this life, be gentle with
yourself as you find it. but also know…
what you think. and feel. and believe.
and have to say,
however you find your own way to say it…
it matters.
and it’s beautiful when you let your
heart spill out of you.
– butterflies rising
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