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974 · May 2015
Weaving words
Words spun at her mercy
like flowers around vines,
They longed to be
pieced together,
Dovetailed into a crown
that would adorn her,
embellishing,
augmenting her.
Words flowed like rivelets
in the valley of her conscience.
She befriended them.
Basked in their sheer beauty.
She was the enchantress.
Her words,
Magic!
367 · May 2015
| Fly |
Let go of the strings that bind you,
Open your eyes to odds that blind you,
See the world for what it really is,
An ocean of opportunities
and countless bliss.
Imagine how far you could go,
If you tread through high water and snow,
Just to reach where you really need to be,
Put yourself out there, once, and you will see.
You have a Pandora's box of capabilities inside of you,
You are the rare gem, if only you knew,
You are meant for much more than you know,
Each thorn is a hurdle you cross and grow.
So push your limits and take that leap,
Forget for once, comfort and sleep,
You can achieve everything you have in sight,
Just take that leap and bear flight.

— The End —