It may rain
It may pass
A storm is coming
Destruction won’t last
Take cover or brave the storm
Either way, your ahead of where you were before

What if…
I mean
How beautiful…

Powerful enough when two words are changed…

Getting lost in the silent conversations inside your head
Only, to you, they are just invisible, not silent by any means
Getting louder and louder like a drum solo waiting to end
But then the encore starts right back up again

Your eyes glow like the moonbeams in the night sky

Painted face, encapsulating the ocean blue waves

Soft and dainty, looking like grace

Swimming within the tears that haven’t yet hit your face….

We handcraft our love  with emotion, hard work and existence

Building a foundation or sacred space

Sometimes cracks appear or the foundation starts to crumble

Picking up the fragmented pieces like a scattered puzzle yet to be finished

Even though it takes time and perseverance, you always manage to rise up

Building your space stronger then you ever could imagine

One step at a time…

You are stronger then you know
You are happier then you seem
You are braver then you think
Your beautiful path awaits thee…

Through the dark
Light carries a sound wave of energy
Sparking tears of invisible emotions
Triggered from iridescent colors
Coming from all different angles of darkness
Illuminating colors of your imagination