
are you fear
or are you love,
ask this of everything that wants
to be here with you
– thoughts, energy, and companions
– butterflies rising
Read More →are you fear
or are you love,
ask this of everything that wants
to be here with you
– thoughts, energy, and companions
– butterflies rising
Read More →you are allowed to be lovely
and important,
to speak up, and out, and convicted
from the same mouth that tends
to love and cradles lilies
it’s stunning when you let
why you’re here spill out of you
– butterflies rising
Read More →you are allowed to be lovely
and important,
to speak up, and out, and convicted
from the same mouth that tends
to love and cradles lilies
it’s stunning when you let
why you’re here spill out of you
– butterflies rising
Read More →sometimes,
love people easy
like fine, light rain
be there
but with breathing room
and growing space
asking for nothing
but the glow in their skin
– butterflies rising
Read More →they didn’t take pieces of you…
don’t give the people who hurt you that power
they broke loose, and dislodged,
and extracted pieces of you
that could just no longer stay part of you
and who you’re becoming
so as you’re letting those people go,
be willing to let those pieces go too
…let a new version of you
be uncovered
– butterflies rising
Read More →who you dream of being,
and who your soulmate dreams
of being with…
it will be the same thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →we cannot curse the sky
if we stay and break bread
with boys
and their troubles
while men full of mountains and moons
are waiting with stories of
how far they’ve come
– butterflies rising
Read More →…maybe it’s brutal when you have to let it fall from your hands, but god, how beautiful it feels while you’re holding it.
– butterflies rising
Read More →maybe
it tangles with chaos
and loses hold of safe and sane…
but that kind of love will be like wildfire.
and the way they touch you
will feel like wildfire.
and your heart…
it will take everything in like it’s on fire.
and it may be heavy on your soul when it breaks you,
but only because you burned so deep for it.
maybe it’s brutal when you have to let it
fall from your hands,
but god, how beautiful it feels
while you’re holding it.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i’ve learned to
be gentle with that part of
me that takes it in so deeply
and holds on to it for far too long,
that’s also the part of me that loves
like an awakening and knows what it’s like
to trace a soul in my fingertips
– butterflies rising
Read More →someday
you will look
at yourself,
and you’ll see in you
all these things
your soul is made of,
and you will
be home
– butterflies rising
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