A thought. A dream. A hope

A thought, a dream, a hope of a seed blooming into its own universe. 

A universe of pure love in eternal harmony. 

Let me be the soil who nourishes your destiny, the winds beneath your wings. 

Your strengthen purpose,

the me in the you. 

As you are for I  

Traded for your first smile, each smile and laugher since, my heart is no longer my own.

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The visit

That which I do not have from birth, I gain. 

That which I have gained, I transform. 

That which I have transformed, I let go. 

Freed. I sit,  

and pay myself a visit.

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Freed is my heart

Freed is my heart 

when our eyes meet. 

Light is my soul 

when graced by your smile

Absent is the world 

when I am in your presence 

Safe is my love 

since it was declared 

Clear is my love 

since it’s you

Clear is my purpose, 

My purpose is you.

Be selfish and know you are loved anyway

Spread your wings.

Fly.

Live.


Be selfish and know you are loved anyway.

Be true to what matters most.

We all have our journeys we must take, paths to choose.

At times we must walk alone, and at other times with others.

Time is the one thing we cannot renew, and regret is one of the most eroding emotions there is.

Fly. Live. Be selfish.

A star you now can depend on and love

How much of me belongs to me, how much of me belongs to you. 

Scattered across time and dimensions then and where, you made me whole. 

Where there were but no lights you make me shine 

Cornered by my own darkness, you nourished my spark enabling me to shine as bright as the brightest star. 

A star you now can depend on and love. 

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Undefine me

No object defines me: Not on its own or in concert with any number.

My friends show the type of company I keep, but they are not who I am - or who I want to be.

It may be good; it may be sinful - and while it may be true - what others think of me doesn't  define who I am.

The intentions behind my actions and the things I connect with - shape my interaction in the present,

but it does not define me.

Why is there a need?

What purpose is served?

You are

Sweet and gentle woman, the universe is blessed by your presence. 

The galactic significance it yet to reveal the true importance of today.

Your eternal love have the power to cure time–like at the push of a button, yours to freely navigate.

You are Gaia, 

you are a goddess, 

you are love, 

and you are loved.

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