to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit poem….

i want to remember the depth and the feel of the stars that i come from, and always hold an unshakable knowing of the voice in my soul so close

i want to remember the depth and the feel of the stars that i come from, and always hold an unshakable knowing of the voice in my soul so close… but be wild-winged, chasing my wild curiosity, running wild-spirited on starlit nights under wide-open skies, growing and discovering and feeling it all… i want to know what it’s like to be steady in the soul and free in the spirit.

– butterflies rising

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incapable…

never capable of feeling anything at all

i finally stopped waiting…
waiting for him to feel sorry, to feel regret,
to feel guilty, to realize how much he had lost
in me and to feel some certain way for all
that he had done to me

i finally understood…
it really never had anything to do with me.
someone who is capable of all
that he had done was just never capable
of feeling anything at all.

– butterflies rising

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