
some people’s very existence inspires you to dream
– butterflies rising
Read More →the universe
burst stars open
and let the pieces fall
and they settled into a shape
and it was given your name
and your heart was placed inside
with all your magic buried in it
with moondust on the edges
and all your flowers planted with it
and this is you…
this is all inside of you.
so how could anyone ever look at you
and not be breathtakingly fascinated
by the wonder of it all…
it’s in the way your perfect atoms
find themselves falling into place as the
beautiful universe that you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the universe
burst stars open
and let the pieces fall
and they settled into a shape
and it was given your name
and your heart was placed inside
with all your magic buried in it
with moondust on the edges
and all your flowers planted with it
and this is you…
this is all inside of you.
so how could anyone
ever look at you
and not be breathtakingly fascinated
by the wonder of it all
– butterflies rising
Read More →and if you wonder where i went…
i walked away
because i couldn’t feel
all of the beauty and goodness
and wonder and light in me
if i stayed close to someone who
wouldn’t let me feel it
– butterflies rising
Read More →vibrate so high,
and radiate from so deep,
from so much within your heart,
from your essence, from your soul,
so that no one can come close to you
without destiny’s blessing
in their hands
– butterflies rising
Read More →what you go to just
because you’re lonely isn’t love,
what you’re drawn to when you’re
in your light…
that’s where you’ll find love
– butterflies rising
Read More →you have a
beautiful heart, babygirl,
and it’s meant to know
a beautiful love
– butterflies rising
Read More →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…
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.
– butterflies rising
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