Ev’ryday, I grow like vines wild, always stretching past limitation. I’ve been actively reflecting writing daily, and studying myself, others, connections and separations and upon review, I have to say I’m proud of who I’m slowly becoming because I’m more conscious and therefore in control of that becoming. I’m practicing the art of self-awareness,…
Whole, you are, each time You see in self truth and source: Live revolution
There’s never enough: Time, truth, words. You, though love, are always abundant.
Wax, wane, and wander. Tides are turning with old leaves; Past eclipsed by now.
He say, what she said; All words are made meaningless when hearts won’t hear them.
Scalps are breeding grounds for wild waves and thoughts sprouting. Limits don’t exist.
Speaking perceptions; Mirror tells me what they say. See them, utter self.
Eyes low; heart deeper World relaxed on my shoulders I keep moving though
Wind blows me daily. Sun counts all our days alike. Still, I can’t let go.
You know, you a trip Flip it and reverse it, huh? Treat me like I’m you. I’m not gonna flinch Cuz in the end we both know You chose to free me.