How many times have you told
yourself you are a walking disaster?
I am starting to forget what your
eyes look like.
I am starting to forget the way
your voice sounds.
I am starting to forget the way
your hair felt in between
my fingers.
And the warmth that came off
your body at 3am
when you would hold me.
I wish i could say your ghost
doesn't keep me up at night,
considering how bad you broke me.
But i know its just me,
me being the disaster that i am
that i always will be.

When you have got
an elephant by the hind leg
and he is trying to run away

it's best to let him run

I sit
in sacred
energies of light.
Breathing deep
to feel the warm sun
Expanding to awake
inside gentle breeze that showers blessings.

I bath in my own greatness,
moving in human form.
Gathering dreams to put love into action

I align with visions to bond
with Mother Natures beauty,
Father sky
and all my earth allies.

I dance, feeling empowered,
as whispers from the divine echo
to remind me I can do anything.

I rise to move in day,
graceful with the fuel of gratitude.

Gratitude, for all I am,
all I shall be, and all I meet.

StarBG © 2017