the way she looks at him… like he’s
a beautiful wildness on fire
– butterflies rising
Read More →he looks at her the way she looks
at flowers… like she’s just this beautiful
wildness on fire.
– butterflies rising
Read More →A Good Thing…
i think it’s a good thing,
how we can struggle in such desperation
for clarity and still never find a way to make
any sense of how they treated us…
i think it means we’re just not capable of
that same cruelty within ourselves.
and i think that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →The Turning Point…
let go your fear
as it falls
beautiful, be still
this untangling of it all
let your bones fill with might
let your lungs fill with free
don’t look back.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you want to love again… but first,
you have to put to rest the unrest that you
felt with the hands you held before.
you gave that half-love your full attention for
so long, and now your heart needs to take
some space to breathe… new love needs fresh air.
– butterflies rising
Read More →Freedom of religion
honors your freedom to your religion,
but it also honors…
the freedom from your religion,
the freedom to practice other religions,
the freedom of spirituality that isn’t
found through or bound by religion,
and the freedom from any religion at all.
It’s the freedom to believe what
resonates as truth for you and brings
peace to your soul.
– butterflies rising
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