Never get so lost in competing
that you lose interest in giving
your creations meaning.

I begin to stir
Fragrant scents of memories
Wake to see sunlight

i am so small
compared to the mountains
i am so little
compared to the sea
i am so tiny
in comparison to the islands
and i am so large
compared to what i thought i would be

I sit by a pool
That is kissed by lovely light
Singing bird now flies

Feeling so relaxed
I feel cleansed by my sad past
Flowers waved relieved

On my chest are seeds
From it, thorns of hatred grow
and they plague my soul

But now I do see
That I really must let go
of all my grudges

It is a poison
That I've been feeding my soul
And it's not worth it

I will now forgive
make peace and try to move on
the best that I can

I'll let my body
be a clean positive seed
from which light will sprout

She was just a little bud naive and helpless
But he deceived and he manipulated
pulling her delicate petals off
leaving just one, where she guards it
with a lions fierce ferocity. Now
her thorns grow a barrier each layer
thicker than the last. To hide, to
protect the **broken

Mindful of the tongue
It's important to speak life
into your own life

There's power in words
As well as in your actions
And now, I will stand

My heart burns with hope
The pain scattered to the winds
I am free of thorns

I walk to the light
I know my work is not done
I need to go on

See sacred treasures
that is not from this dark Earth
And it's fufilling

Keep moving forward
I will keep moving upward
My eyes on the Gates