a persistent yearning
to feel at home in this skin,
to feel my soul
grounded in these bones
– butterflies rising
Read More →at home in this skin…
Tag: Soul
we cannot carry another…
we cannot
carry another
on their own way…
in soul searching,
we must all find
our own legs beneath us,
our own voice inside of us,
and our own
light to guide us.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the wild, the flowers, and the fire…
that wild in your heart,
those flowers in your chest,
and the fire in your blood
– butterflies rising
Read More →i think it’s a good thing, how we can search desperately to find reasons…
i think it’s a good thing,
how we can search desperately to
find reasons for how cruel people can
be to others, and still never find any
understanding of it…
it means we’re just not capable of the
same cruelty within ourselves… and i think
that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i think it’s a good thing, how we can struggle in such desperation…
A Good Thing…
i think it’s a good thing,
how we can struggle in such desperation
for clarity and still never find a way to make
any sense of how they treated us…
i think it means we’re just not capable of
that same cruelty within ourselves.
and i think that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the turning point…
The Turning Point…
let go your fear
as it falls
beautiful, be still
this untangling of it all
let your bones fill with might
let your lungs fill with free
don’t look back.
– butterflies rising
Read More →settling will always leave the heart relentlessly unsettled …
wild intensity…
it could be something beautiful…
i never knew…
because they didn’t want me to know…
that it’s spiritual. touch is spiritual.
passion is spiritual. soul to skin…
it’s. all. spiritual.
they never told me that it could be beautiful.
that i’m beautiful. that you’re beautiful.
and all of that heat and heart
and wild intensity… it’s. beautiful.
and little by little, i’m trying to trade in
shame and fear and just let myself feel
all the things i’ve never let myself feel.
maybe then it could be something… beautiful.
– butterflies rising
Read More →love won’t ask you to be less of yourself, it will invite you to become more…
love won’t
ask you to be less of yourself,
it will invite you to
become more and more of you,
to step into all of you
– butterflies rising
Read More →please quiet the noise in my head so i can hear the voice in my heart…
please quiet the noise in my head so i can hear the voice in my heart
– butterflies rising
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