you cannot try to silence
a collective pain for so long and not
expect a collective rage to eventually come.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the reckoning…
Tag: Light
never again…
never again
let your heart settle.
never. again.
hold it close to anyone
who doesn’t see
your light-giving,
breath-stealing,
fire-starting magic…
or who sees it all,
and tries to hold you back.
never again.
– butterflies rising
Read More →a golden thing…
you are a golden thing…
i could get lost
in all the little ways
you carry love, and carry light,
and hold so much
goodness in your being,
you are a golden thing
in this heavy, heavy world,
and everything feels new
when i look at you
– butterflies rising
Read More →golden hour…
your innerverse…
how
beautiful it feels
when they
want to know all about
the worlds you hold
inside of you
– butterflies rising
Read More →new light…
don’t be afraid
to leave it all behind…
there is new light, and new life,
there are new worlds waiting
– butterflies rising
Read More →moonglow…
Moonglow…
where the light falls
and the beautiful stays
when the stars settle in…
come with me.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you give me butterflies and adrenaline highs…
little seeds, someday flowers: version 2…
little seeds, someday flowers…
today i will
be good to me,
and tomorrow maybe
a little bit better,
until being good to me
is a little easier,
and maybe even someday
not so hard at all.
maybe these are just little seeds
but i’ll keep giving them
touches of sunlight…
just a little hope here
and a little grace there
and a little more light in those
places holding all the fear,
and then maybe all these little seeds
just might grow until someday they
become flowers…
and then i will be made of flowers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →little seeds, someday flowers…
little seeds, someday flowers…
today i will
be good to myself,
and tomorrow maybe
a little bit better,
until being good to me
is a little easier,
and maybe even someday
not so hard at all.
maybe these are just little seeds
but i’ll keep giving them
touches of sunlight…
just a little hope here
and a little grace there
and a little more light in those
places holding all the fear,
and then maybe all these little seeds
just might grow until someday they
become flowers…
and then i will be made of flowers.
– butterflies rising
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