in a wilderness,
with an unheld hand,
you will learn
to love yourself just as madly,
with the fierceness,
the recklessness,
that you have loved them
– butterflies rising
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you close your heart
and you think it is a safety,
but it is a violence against yourself
in the quietest of ways,
yes, quiet, but still a violence,
a brutal, aching violence,
and to love, it is bravery,
and no small bravery,
but a fearless, grand reach into
an uncontrollable unknown,
yes, an uncertainty,
but maybe, what a beautiful unknown
– butterflies rising
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there is this
stunning breathing rhythm
in a woman learning to love herself
this slow rise as she feels her way into
every inch of her skin like honey,
and this soft fall as she settles into grace
this is the breath i seek
– butterflies rising
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on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you
– butterflies rising
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…i’m still learning how to hear the word beautiful and let it be meant for me
– butterflies rising
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i’m still learning
how to hear the word beautiful
and let it be meant for me
…to breathe it in
and let it belong here
– butterflies rising
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keep your way
of being love, keep this glow,
others will come to you
just to feel this
– butterflies rising
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this becoming
will ask for your breath, patience
and for your fight, perseverance
transformation is made of both
surrender and strength
– butterflies rising
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let me
wander with
the ones who are
tangled in stars
and tethered
to promise
– dreamers
– butterflies rising
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why else
are we here if not
to live with unreasonable
passion for things
– butterflies rising
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