The Son of the Seed The Sun inside Me The mutual identity The seedling of Kings The steer of rays The lay of the rain The foreground of days Sprout inner master blades The fertile fuels My fragrance As the Sun reflects My conscience The flower knows no escape except The beauty it knew to…
Tag: Beauty
When I’m Being Honest Is When I’m Being Most Sincere
Honesty is a state of mind A perspective shrine All truths vary Depending on you So much true within all truth
A Person’s Love Field May Exist In Many Languages
humans then write sounds to beautiful music ~ free with union
As Life Calls So Should You
the chance you take may be the only chance you get
True Beauty, Raw Shadow
My kindness is my weakness, it always has been. It’s like I couldn’t argue otherwise, my emotions expend. They let in a raw sensitivity, one too delicate for this jagged world. I see my place is in the heavens, my heart’s nature concurs. I let love emerge, while angels allure. I’m far away from this earthly…
The Beauty’s In The Bravery
Would we go about life the same if no one were watching? If no one cared about our outcome, our delivery, our identity? Would you be your own bravery, your audience and its praise? Would you still hone every craft within, or in truth does your ego win? Our spirit’s strong and it coils within,…
Hand In Hand {original song}
Mad Creative Depth & Sophistication ~Endless Love to this Goddess~ Enjoy the Arts of Hannah Karvellas http://instagram.com/_whats_my_age_again_ http://instagram.com/red_moon_rising_jewelry https://www.facebook.com/redmoonrisingjewelrycreations https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvf6rCT-59aybNMBxXZ4EnA
There Is Youth In My Flair
If you seek to express your mind Willfully let go of fright Bounty fully Heightless heights There is youth in my flair <> I’m a bold double dare <>
Youth {original song}
Collaborative efforts Unite {} composed from ~I Can Feel The Rain Quiver~ {} my Inspiring friend & Beautiful sister {in~law} {} Hannah Karvellas
soul*shine
someone once told me I could be anything the last thing I wanted was me * so I cried and I tried to do things differently I reached for this as I thought of that embracing all routes in a shroud of doubt until one day I reached * * * * * * *…
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