She was fierce. She was wild and night-time. A heart so gigantic she could paint a picture world-wide. Her style was her own. Her spirit is unchained. Liberated running away from society touching the earth with her bare feet, it embraced her soul, leaving her breathless and carefree. A natural and appearing like a field of flowers, bright and magical. She was a kaleidoscope of colors living enchantingly under the moon at night, and cheerfully in the sun with its radiance and light.
I found myself waiting for love i already own. Found myself in every reflection. No recollection of home. My heart called my name and this time I recognized. heavy rains of mother earth washed away my masks so i bear no disguise. ancestors became clearer when i looked inside the mirror i remember my true beauty reflecting so pure i see nothing clearer . i love myself... i am love i am light i am energy so free and abundant i am cosmic i am source divine creation of masculine and feminine combined infinite intelligence wonder and wisdom. everlasting love, companion to life itself. "break free, my child" intuition whispers to me voice as soft and sweet as sugar cane no longer a victim of ILLusion and strife i root myself deep and call back in all my power so my friend, as you read this, consider it your final hour what will your bring with you into this new earth? wake up. wake up. wake up.
You made a cage out of your rules and your ideals. You picked me up and you locked me in it. I’m caged. I’m slaved. And I’m lost.
You can cage my body, not my thoughts. You can dictate my actions, but you can’t manipulate my mind. You can exert harass my body, but you can’t compel my soul.
Your cage can’t tame this free spirit. Your cage is too small for these huge wings. So, I will break free and fly into the open. And I will Fly high as high my dreams go. And before you know, I would already be flying way high for you to reach.
Finally, the cage is broken. I’m free. I’m alive. *And I’m Un-Caged
They try to burry your smile when They hear your laughter They try to dim your lights when They see your eyes They try to sorrow your spirit when They see feel your energy They try to get in your head when They see you zen They say things, They make things up They turbenlence your peace when They see you calm Just like Irma before it hit West Palm They do things They cook things up Don't let them steal your lights Don't let them take your spark Don't let them in your head Don't shut your eyes! . .