some of us just aren’t made
for how hard the edges are here,
for how slow pain moves,
or how lost light can get,
and how heavy it all can weigh…
we’re surely not made for how flawed humans love.
but while we’re here…
we can try to love a little deeper,
and burn a little brighter, and maybe, just maybe,
we make it a little softer here for someone.
– angels and earth
– butterflies rising
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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
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we’re not
meant to be
color blind…
we’re meant to see
all this beauty,
all this texture,
all this life,
in every color,
and every kind
– butterflies rising
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poetry is my scripture,
music is my gospel,
empathy and kindness are my witness,
creativity and love are my worship
– butterflies rising
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