Ask yourself:

What is the threshold you are willing to standardize

I would like to see past the parts of shatter
How two humans can thought to be
made and not made
For the other
The disturbing disconnect
Created in a spin of unique relational difference

When suppression comes with mixed emotions
Opportunities take their time
Outside the ether
Like glowing stars
They don’t glitter for everyone
They haven’t been offered yet

I met you in a world apart.
When you couldn’t reach me
I’ve been treated so long
As if I was becoming insufferable

Fine winding tendrils that once cradled the heart
They say that promises sweeten the growth
But I don’t need this
I don’t need this

I need the sweetness, the cherish, the kiss goodnight, the beacon light, the distance lost, the softness, the weakness
A sweet victory scene
Love of my life

Oh I need this..

I’m a slow dying flower
Frost biting hour
Slowly becoming untouchable

Do you remember the way
You missed me before
Your face spoke like promises
whispered like prayers

You’d always tell me there
Would be better days
Can’t bite the words
Just hold your breath
Find your worth
And find yourself
In all the madness

Patience is its own form of insanity
But we will get through it..

Rebirth
Delicate flower
withered and dying
in sweltering heat
of a merciless sun.
Tangled vines crush
bruising and bleeding
while roots of this flower
search for the meaning.

Suddenly rebirth!
a butterfly beauty
glorious colors
of rainbows delight.
Wings now unfurled
heavenward reaching
free now to fly
into infinite light

Writing poetry has allowed me to let those parts of me (the parts behind the mask)
live somewhere during challenging times.

That is why I have placed them on the page; to be able to move towards them like a wave and flow into something deeper and greater and more powerful:
Shifting these stories of imagery and metaphor as they are and weaving them as a symbol of creating my life.

I see movement in the stillness and my learning to tolerate and move beyond it.
To grow with it to higher places of expectation of myself. And just knowing that enables me to feel better.
I hope it does for you as well.
You are loved and appreciated.



A Butterfly Unmasked:

Our bodies are not blank figures:
We are a composite of creation
Of invisible form
A container of
Thought
of body
in a jar
Of human Spirit
Taking down the mask
Each day
I invite you into my stories of poems.

With Love and Healing,
LannaEvolved

I watch and see with glittering eyes the whole world around me

As the greatest secrets are hidden in the most unlikely places

I envisioned through my travels
the faith that met my hands

First imagined

We both believed in magic manifested

Forever yours as a rare jewel
Found on the most unexpected of days.


Godly love never fails

it creates shivers

It comes with patience
In what was once lost

What we found
Reclaimed  


I feel the feelings every time you capture my spirit body and mind.

I soar in a ****** crave

What is love but the feeling of kisses for eternity

The soul becomes dyed with the color of such a simple thought and yet becomes the truth when we least expect it

Is It You Again?

Self- Destruction
Head above water
Emotionally
Physically
Sunken

Is paranoia
Progress
When I draw a circle

Take it back
Start a cycle

Like sandbags trying to keep
The flow of an ocean at bay

I’m afraid
To crash
On top of them

Maybe a cloud will catch me

I wonder. Would it feel like cotton powder?


Watching him close
Finding my way

Anxiety is the cat’s cry
Hoping to connect with a human
Who never sees them

At the same time
Trusting the day
Picking states
In a daze again...
In between
sleep
and creation

Love is just energy. It’s supposed to flow easily into your life. It’s supposed to be easy, feel good and not feel like something that’s hard for you to obtain, like you have to push yourself to find it or "make it work" for you or another.

It is not anything that should ever stress you out or feel repelled from or repulsed by. That is behavior talking NOT people or real love.

If it does feel hard or difficult to experience then you can believe that there’s a NARRATIVE SHIFT that you have about love that needs more shifting and fine tuning so that you can attract what you choose.

BUT you can only attract what feels right if you feel right with yourself. Be and love who you see yourself as. WELCOME THAT openly and focus on it consistently without fear or worry about others opinions.
Do what SERVES you first! Then it will be that much more flowing towards someone who sincerely strikes your attention.

Love shows you the truth the first time never twice or thereafter.
No more needs to be said.