you are not lost… the ache you feel is just soul memory, and the restlessness is just soul fire.
– butterflies rising
you are not lost… the ache you feel is just soul memory, and the restlessness is just soul fire.
– butterflies rising
nothing that is for me will need to be gripped or clawed at… just inhaled and taken in as it falls all around me like golden morning light
– butterflies rising
“like a butterfly, her wings unfolded”
– butterflies rising
“that place on the back of his neck where my fingers fall”
– butterflies rising
please let the ones on my journey be here for the soul sparks
– butterflies rising