Tag: Soul

i think it’s breathtaking… how your heart just spills out: your wildfire heart spilling out…

how your heart just spills out of you. it's some kind of soul ache just... pouring. out.

i think it’s
breathtaking…
how your heart just
spills out of you.
it’s some kind of soul ache
just… pouring. out.
it’s somewhere dark that
your spirit has had to fight from…
there’s wreckage where it all comes from,
and there are times that just being
human feels like a violence.
but beautiful things spill out of you
the way wildfires burn… the way
butterflies fly wild… the way fireflies glow
…so let your heart be fire. and let your
soul be wild. and let your spirit glow.
because the way it all spills out of you
is just… breathtaking.

– butterflies rising

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Wildfire Heart… i think it’s breathtaking… it’s some kind of soul ache just… pouring. out.

how your heart just spills out of you. it's some kind of soul ache just... pouring. out.

Wildfire Heart…

i think it’s breathtaking…
how your heart just spills out of you.
it’s some kind of soul ache just… pouring. out.
it’s somewhere dark that
your spirit has had to fight from…
but beautiful things spill out of you
the way wildfires burn… the way
butterflies fly wild… the way fireflies glow…
the way it all spills out of you
is just… breathtaking.

– butterflies rising

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to not let it all be who and what you are…

there is too much fire and passion and magic and art and love in you

there is too much good in you
for you to not let goodness be who
and what you are…

and there is too. much. beautiful in you
for you to not let beautiful be who
and what you are…

and there is too much fire and passion
and magic and art and love in you
for you to not let it all be who
and what you are.

– butterflies rising

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she’s got all that wildflower energy in her veins…

she’s got all that wildflower energy in her veins

she’s butterfly-wild,
chasing all those inner fires,
her restless spirit
aching for something beautiful,
reaching for something more,
so flower-sweet and fire-wild,
she’s got all those big dreams inside of her,
taking hold and trying to stretch her,
trying to grow her,
her wandering spirit
aching to find its way to open-air,
searching for something golden
and sun-kissed,
reaching for so. much. more.
craving an untamed freedom
that tastes like pulse and heartbeat
and deep breath and wild skin.
and she feels it all. and she will find it.
because she’s meant for it…
she’s got all that wildflower energy
in her veins.

– butterflies rising

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