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 →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 →you have
imprinted on me,
leaving traces of you here,
leaving light in my pathways,
it has shifted my soul,
and this life won’t be the same…
i will not be the same
– butterflies rising
Read More →i want…
to search. and stretch.
and grow. and glow.
and drip myself in
wild creativity,
and burn and breathe at once
in this skin. in these lungs.
wings untethered,
under the moon,
into the sky,
and to dream big and bigger
and biggest,
and to feel free in here…
inside my anxious chest.
to just. feel. free.
and to have the universe
say… yes, you are worthy of all this.
– 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 →let’s run free under starlight – butterflies rising quote book memes
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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