love and wandering…

i just wildflower open... soft. vulnerable.

when i get close,
and when i let walls fall…
i become a wild mess.
and i get fully disarmed.
i just wildflower open… soft. vulnerable.
and i become such an easy mark for the way
that forever is such a pretty word off the
corner of your smile… and god,
how it feels like the sweetest. thing.
and i swear it… that stars shine brighter,
and skin feels even softer,
and songs sink in a little deeper,
and the words are the sweetest. sugar.
and they mean ten times, a hundred times,
all the times more… and i feel it all like
lightning and soul-imprint in my marrow.
and it’s beautiful. and it’s terrifying.
because my safe space… is in the wild open,
where there’s growing space and soul-searching space,
and where my fire is bright and my wings are wide
and my breathing is all its own and i can always
feel the way my heart beats on its own…
with me over here. and you over there.
and i don’t know if my heart will ever
settle it… the way everything
is more beautiful when i’m in love,
but i feel so much stronger
when i’m not.

– 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 - butterflies rising

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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where you breathe free…

bloom wild and untamed and be unapologetic in your essence

go where you can
stretch out and reach
wide and high
and bloom wild and untamed
and be unapologetic in your essence
and reckless in your fire
and golden in your skin
and so. easy. in your breathing…
just. go.

go where you breathe free.

– butterflies rising

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wild defiance…

i've got all this wildflower energy, and i see your wildfires when you look at me

there are others like us
out there… aching dreamers
like you and me, who’ve been
told it’s too much…
we’ve been wrecked in our spirit.
but what if we could still believe in things.
beautiful things, untouchable things;
even the ones they told us not to.
what if we just chase them anyways.
i think we could touch them…
because i’ve got all this wildflower energy,
and i see your wildfires when you look at me,
and i love that way you smile like
wild defiance… i wanna bottle it up and
use it to fight off all my fears.
so let’s leave doubt where it came from,
and let’s run free under starlight,
and let’s believe. so. much. that we
just can’t be told different.
and then maybe… we could show the
others that there is still so much for
them to believe in too.

– butterflies rising

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a wild butterfly finding your way…

maybe you go a little wayward and get a little reckless, but be easy on your restless heart

what if the
raging inside of you
is something beautiful…
your curiosity stretching
and your soul stirring…
all that wildflower energy
in your veins.
and the ache is everything
you’ve suffocated for so long just
trying to find some way to breathe.
and when it feels like
you’re burning it all down,
you’re just still learning
how to burn bright.
maybe you go a little wayward
and get a little reckless,
but be easy on your restless heart;
have a little grace with your fire…
you’re a wild butterfly finding your way,
just a girl growing wings.

– butterflies rising

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something like wings…

that wild in your heart and those flowers in your chest and the fire in your blood

something like wings…

through all the
layers of dark and unsure
that wild in your heart
and those flowers in your chest
and the fire in your blood
and that feeling that you’re going
to break. free. some. how.
have stirred within you
in spite of everything that has
tried to weigh heavy on your soul.
there’s always been an ache in your
back that has felt something like wings…
something inside of you has always
been trying to carry you.

– butterflies rising

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to see herself in the way that she looks at flowers…

like she's a beautiful wildness on fire - butterflies rising

she wanders
out in the flowers,
in the wild, where the breathing
is easy and free… because it’s where
the judgment goes quiet…
and everything beautiful is so untouched.
it’s just beautiful. and wild. and fearless.
and whether it grows into something more
or burns down and has to start again,
it just does… fearlessly.
beautifully. and wild.
so she wanders out where she
can learn to see herself that way;
to see herself in the way that she looks
at flowers… like she’s a beautiful
wildness on fire.

– butterflies rising

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