on your own is where your wildflowers grow…

on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you

– butterflies rising

…i’m still learning how to hear the word beautiful and let it be meant for me

– butterflies rising

i’m still learning
how to hear the word beautiful
and let it be meant for me

…to breathe it in
and let it belong here

– butterflies rising

my heart,
oh how wild it loves

– butterflies rising

keep your way
of being love, keep this glow,
others will come to you
just to feel this

– butterflies rising

be a love firefly

– butterflies rising

if they love you,
they will love the way
you fall in love with yourself,
and life, and them,
and everything beautiful

– butterflies rising

this becoming
will ask for your breath, patience
and for your fight, perseverance

transformation is made of both
surrender and strength

– butterflies rising

let me
wander with
the ones who are
tangled in stars
and tethered
to promise

– dreamers

– butterflies rising

it makes it harder to love people
when you won’t let yourself
have faith in them

– butterflies rising

i’m learning
to love the way
my name settles
in silence
before i can love
how it falls
from another’s
mouth

– this love story first.

– butterflies rising

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