The Heart of a Butterfly: A New Day

Under yellow tipped rays
Lifting one’s head
Holding on tight- roots bend.
Unfolding, reaching, changing
A new day has come...
Until we reach home.

Written by Carly

Sleep Butterfly Sleep

Blossoms of the Heart

Passion once had a song in me... a sweat pure melody. That song has some new minor chords that fill it with more body, more soul.Strength is something unseen. Built with time, endurance, character, and love. I am still on that journey.Windows of promises let in a cool breeze that catches my breath and moves it forward.Freedom of the spirit is like a dance with nobody watching. Just you, and your all, moving and soaring to its own time.Beauty is following through with what you believe in and doing it with purpose and poise.Stars shine their incandescent light, fluttering upon hopeful faces, igniting joy.Words are spoken for many reasons but the ones I love most are the ones that don't even need to be spoken. It's like they are understood without sound without diction but with clarity of the heart.Beneath every rock is something special. Don't pass by the unsightly without really seeing.Dreams soar with open wings, daring to fly and make their path known. Let them.Be who you are, hidden behind nothing or no one, just BE...

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