The moon and the way she weaves dreams,
I pray she is felt as she silently sings,
through everything
with Understanding
Lay yourself, tired one, in a hammock wrapped in Love,
as Mother Earth holds you close,
remember to remind her,
She is dearly loved, because in Us, she trusts,
Her Grace
With sun rays made of rainbows and clouds made by Angels,
It is easy to see how easy,
it is to be radiant
Stars on Earth, and in the skies,
traveling with pride through the stillness of the night,
in every time zone
We are here now, in this beautiful galaxy,
made of the ebb and flow,
of Everything
Breathing
Singing
Dancing,
in the beauty of this Home...
Where the heart is,
where intuition sparks its needs,
that pull us,
while our Destiny pushes us,
to BREATHE
because everything you hope to See,
is everything you're supposed to be
Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 12:15 PM UTC
The moon and the way she weaves dreams,
I pray she is felt as she silently sings,
through everything
with Understanding
Lay yourself, tired one, in a hammock wrapped in Love,
as Mother Earth holds you close,
remember to remind her,
She is dearly loved, because in Us, she trusts,
Her Grace
With sun rays made of rainbows and clouds made by Angels,
It is easy to see how easy,
it is to be radiant
Stars on Earth, and in the skies,
traveling with pride through the stillness of the night,
in every time zone
We are here now, in this beautiful galaxy,
made of the ebb and flow,
of Everything
Breathing
Singing
Dancing,
in the beauty of this Home...
Where the heart is,
where intuition sparks its needs,
that pull us,
while our Destiny pushes us,
to BREATHE
because everything you hope to See,
is everything you're supposed to be
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