Where do you go
when you are locked away
inside yourself?
Don’t you know that you are lovely?
Don’t you know
your beautiful smile was made
to light up your day,
and mine?
Never forget,
sweet friend:
the sun rose for you, too.
Not just for the others.
Never forget:
you are perfectly
perfectly
perfect.
All ways.
Always.
Sometimes
the only words necessary
are:
chocolate
is
good.
Never become separate
from the raging, hungry depths
of you.
Sweet you.
Sweet, glorious sun.
Shine for a thousand tomorrows.
Shine for a thousand blazing days of you.
Today.
What a beautiful choice.
Home is in this house.
The quiet of my love for them.
The dreams of my essence, racing into a fresh new world.
Home, you are my refuge.
Family, you are my home.
In the morning
I will ask for peace
and a soft smile from a friend.
Rainy days,
come find me sweet.
Spill your goodness
into the arms of the day,
until the sun shines on the fields
once more.
I am the beautiful breeze in the body of a woman.
I am not contained in stories of suffering.
I have always been an unrestricted choice in the making.
A sweet dream singing high in the sky, over the black and red of the fight.
I am woman, I know my worth.
I am human, I am not a story
of oppression.
This bliss springs from gratefulness.
The sweet garden of memories
we planted within
my heart.
The beautiful stained glass
of this life.
Light and colour,
forgiveness of the shadow
in every stroke.
Hate is pain solidified.
Love
is the river
and the wind
to set it free.
