She represented freedom
With her humble clothes
her burning red hair,
have i ever witnessed something so pure

She smiled with her eyes closed
as she danced just for herself
She was not dependent on the crowd's applauses
She only moved for the heart's desire and love of the folk music
She had captured gazes,
without a single look.
The witness of her radiance gave hope,
but she was oblivious to her affect on the people

As with every valiant step she took,
her subtle curls were tenderly
shown affection by
the cool breeze of the night
She had known the woods better than anyone in the town
As if she had not walked alone,
which only made her light radiate ever so bright.
She wore mud as her shoes
and used the howling voices
of dusk as her armor

It makes you question;
if the moon was created just for her eyes,
they seemed to get brighter
and shiny every la lluna plena.

O’ country of my blood,
country of my ancestors
I long for you
Your luscious green landscapes
and your highest mountains
Your beautiful waterfalls
and your fountains
The sound of the neighborhood kids
laughing in the streets,
I long for you

A time where we ran outdoors so excited
we forgot to put our shoes on,
sitting on the front porch buying watermelon from the fruit-cart man,
then sharing it with our friends,
I long for you

Wherever I go I belong to you, one day shall my ashes be scattered and soil with you.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder..
That's only skin deep though,
what's a common rock to someone,
is another's treasure.

Beauty is the light that shines when you talk, when you walk,
when you do what you love.
Beauty is the way you express yourself,
beauty is loving and accepting yourself
for who you are
and making the best version out of yourself.

Beauty is self love,
self care,
self discipline,
beauty is self respect,
self worth,
self improvement,
beauty is good manners and behavior,
beauty is your hungry mind,
your loving energy,
beauty is the way you view the world,
beauty is knowing when you're wrong
and knowing when you're right,
beauty is honesty,
beauty is humbleness,
beauty is authenticity.

Beauty isn't just one certain type,
beauty is the diversity in mankind.
Beauty is so much more than
just a canvas to change colors and fabric on. Beauty is meaningless if it's just an empty shell. A shell found on the beach is beautiful;

because it holds something precious inside.

I am walking on a land
so full of wonders,
I get to eat its fruits and water so holy,
I too become holy
Lucky am I to have eyes,
to witness its dreamy trees and plants,
to feel the sun kissing my soul with it's rays of light

Stepping on this green land beneath my feet, I am healed
The breeze of air gently touching my hair
The smell of the beautiful natural surrounding, I can't get enough of
My ears are blessed everyday with the sound of birds

Truly magical is the beauty of nature,
why can't you see?
I am swimming in paradise
and I am not the only one,
miraculous is the Mother Earth,
because it lets all creatures to swim
in this eternal bliss ♡

You swirl around,
as you make your way
to the ground
Never come back as same one
But together you become one,
as you gently cover the land
Light up the entire field,
the entire hill,
the whole forest and
freeze the entire ocean
Even the trees try catch you to stay,
they don't want to be left astray
Your beauty is unique,
but it's not only your physique

You choose where you fall
Then some would never witness your sight,
but in the depths of their mind they just might

You are the inspiration for our dreams,
This creation of nature,
so perfect with all its imperfections
The nutrition for our hopes

You bring warmth in the midst of cold,
So soft, yet so bold
So tiny, yet together so huge

You are Snowflake.

They think they can throw rocks at me,
to blind what’s in hindsight
But they dont understand Eternal Light
thrives in dark nights,
Rock bottom is my design,
I absorb it take power from it and form it
Peak through pain
Hurdle will be MY game,
so let’s play this game right.

Hidden motives they hide,
but I saw them with my minds eye
The say “love” as in false disguise
But real hatred they harbor inside

Which only ends in their own demise, because out of lust many of these men desire
to get in between my thighs,
to feel the divine inside
So I be polite and tell them to;
raise their consciousness above my waistline
and to go back to their wives. Respect her.

Now….

Rise!

Cold tongue, pierces like a knife through

Cold hands, blood on them too

Cold heart, no limits to ones evil acts

But if only you had a cold mind too,
maybe you wouldn't be the master in your twisted game of two

Many would have been saved from you..

He asked me the question that
I've avoided asking myself
Fearful of my emotions,
so I steer my thoughts elsewhere
Diverted myself towards a different road for so long

But there it was in the stillness of night,
where all the distractions had faded away,
that specific moment where the only thing that exists in you is sincerity
In that serene moment the question became inevitable
So comes in; A memory,
a distant feeling that feels so familiar
So the windows open and let out only a drop amongst the billions and more
that had been shed inside silently,
every time the question was avoided
Dreadful of this sadness,
I so desperately tried and tried to numb
All this time, thinking I had to sacrifice my
one only true passion in life

He catches the drop and smiles;
"but you see, you are the master of your own freedom"
It was in that and there;
The memory sparked
and was uncovered from its
tight dusty bandages
The only person or thing to have ever truly stood in my way is I and only me.

So in my tearful epiphany, I finally answer:
Unfulfilled potential

Imagine living your whole life with memory loss..

Now forever in Love
with all the wonders,
all the dreams,
all the inspiration
your mind and heart has ever
pondered on, chased and sought after,
never realizing whatever you’ve always Loved is infact a story about yourself,
your soul.

Imagine reading a story to yourself about the parts of you, you have forgotten was You all along..

In the night we are born
To the same light we disappear
Into million pieces of dust..
Stardust

Everything in between,
is to feel and soak in

To learn and unlearn

To create and unfold

To rise and fall

To give and receive

In a spiral we swirl

Just to return

To finally,
shatter all the pieces,
across the collective sea

And this is my oath;
From each piece

We will watch a wildflower
bloom in the open void!

Once a dust of star,
now a space of life. ❤️