We love ourselves too often and need reach out much more often. It is a social responsibility and it effects the environment also.
Ceasing.
I came into a dark space
Holding myself in the night
Waiting for the storm to fade
Longing for something unknown
Breaking a mirror and getting weird
I held my fortress
And the beauty of it all
Is the rain began to fall
Fires burning came to dust
The worms came up for air
I knew we were free
And i was no drama king
I was just handing myself
A pen
And a paint brush.
On a sunny flaming afternoon!
Smoke is clearing around me
The world is twisting with fire
I touch a whale and see it smile
Then the tornado spins in!
Your mind is like a smile
I rise to keep it simple
Sun and moon and wind
Pulls me in deeper then before
Going to the next level
The street changes color
A sweet odors gentle
For here to watch the hours
Come into pine cones of pleasure
Forbid not the curious
Nor the cautious.
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