Oh, but darling.
The wind will take you, anyway.
Ain’t no fighting the wind, darling.
Ain’t no fighting the wind.
Tag: Self Love
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Loveliness
Ah, the loveliness.
There it is again.
As smooth as the drifting river,
as quiet as the song of a mother
to the sky.
Lovely loveliness.
The sweetest of all the dreams.
Here I am, now.
Me.
And I fly and I fly
and I fly away, now.
Still me.
Flying, flying away.
They tell me not to fly away.
They tell me not to fly away.
Living carefully and beautifully,
I know I am home.
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Try A Little
The quiet moments when we see
we’ve been wrong.
They melt the ice of life
into sweet drifts of frost on wind.
I have been wrong
to my own heart,
often without knowing.
I have been wrong,
some days,
some days, it’s true.
Now I float in the mist
of a forgiving heart.
A forgiving heart
to soften the frost,
to sweeten the day around me.
This day.
A try a little, day,
I think.
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Take This Life
You are the beautiful breeze that knows you.
Take this life.
Make it your own.
There is no feeling
quite like the delicious wholeness
of a lost girl
found once more.
There is no feeling quite like this.
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It Seems Simple
It seems simple.
To live
as I am
always.
It seems simple.
To live.
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As She Will
The sun is one
but never can shine
as one.
Her rays will splay,
and always touch the world
(in slices)
as they do.
How they splay
is a question for each new moment.
Who they will touch,
and in what way:
undiscovered.
The sun will shine as she will.
The sun will always shine
as she will.
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The Wilderness
Mmmm.
The wilderness within.
Let her rise
above the soft waves of propriety.
Let her unleash her greatest longings.
Let her fall into the darkest of nights.
Set her free, see her run
beyond form, beyond care,
beyond life.
Let her rise.
Let the wilderness
slowly
rise.
