Don't think about it too much
just drop all the weight that has been causing you to sink
then maybe for once you will be able to float

I could fill a million reams
Writing of those unspoken dreams
Those that were and those that will be
Dreams, perhaps, I never stopped to see

Dream of sunshine cutting through a cold night
The hope that no matter what it will work out right
Hoping I will catch just a little stardust
As in the unborn morning, I place my trust

A road so long with shades so few
And I try to balance as I stumble on the dew
I dream to make it to the other side
Hell, no one promised, it would be a smooth ride

So again today, the heat waves I will fight
And try tiding the storm with all my might
Yet again today I will stretch a few meters more
Who knows.... I might not be far away from the shore!

The grey hair on your head are moonflowers
The wrinkle on your forehead is wine
You need to stop worrying about your body
Cos when I look at you, you’re doing just fine

Stop weighing the things that aren’t important
Cos the valuable things cannot be weighed
Like the air that we breathe or our feelings
Or all the beautiful memories that we’ve made

And what about the magnificent souls inside us
The spirit that tragedies couldn’t break
You cannot weigh the experiences that made you
Like those moments we spent sitting by the lake

The scar on your cheek is a white butterfly
The fat on your tummy is snow
You need to stop worrying about your weight
Embrace yourself and let self doubt go

Do you think Aphrodite ever felt less than?
Do you think she looked at herself and questioned what she would look like
With hip bones—
Maybe she ran her fingers across her chest at night
Pressing deeply against her collarbones to make sure they’re still there
Sometimes I wonder if I’d feel better if I was a goddess
But I know that even Aphrodite herself would tell me I already am one—
Maybe that’s why she’s the goddess of love
Beauty isn’t enough if you can’t find room for yourself in your heart
I’m still trying to remember that

All I can do is try!

Efforts paying off is surprising

and I should treasure each one.

Feel its weight in my hands

and off my shoulders.

With each push I'm closer to him

and I can finally start to tell.

How many of us

have asked God,

"How much longer?"

?

Well He answered me:

Three more years of cultivation.

And while that might sound long

the alternative would be much more

unbearable, I'm sure.

We're already good friends

it's only going to get better!

Everyday may seem
like a mess,
but just remember
you are blessed.
You are living
breathing in your lungs.
You are dancing
to songs needing to be sung.
You are alive
that is most important.
You have destiny,
a birth meant to be.

Meadows of loving emotion
Jostle us kindly away
From cascades of swollen ire
That guide our desires astray.