
there’s something
about the way dawn whispers
“so much is out there waiting”
that keeps my dreams breathing…
there’s just a way
that morning carries hope.
– butterflies rising
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there’s something
about the way dawn whispers
“so much is out there waiting”
that keeps my dreams breathing…
there’s just a way
that morning carries hope.
– butterflies rising
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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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i haven’t felt
what i’m meant to feel,
i have not loved
who i’m meant to love,
i haven’t yet been
who i’m meant to be…
not yet.
– butterflies rising
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my power has been,
in spite of everything, always
finding it in me somewhere
to say to myself… you are worthy.
– butterflies rising
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he said…
“it’s a long walk home”,
but i never could’ve known just
how far we would roam…
how long i’d have to hold on.
– butterflies rising
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may the
sunrise bring you peace
and fill your soul with
possibility
– butterflies rising
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