i am a vase gold for layers over the scars that have been made keep me in a safe place
grief, i’ve learned, is really just love. it’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. all of the unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and the h...
You are the One i call for when my heart trembles and quivers. in the dark, Your light and divinity encompass me. An-Nur, You Illuminate the darkest corners of my heart and my mind. You...
an assortment of seeds delicately planted in the virgin g… sowed, tilled and watered by God’s… surrounded by wise oak trees that shelter the harsh rain
in the depths of the sea i can finally feel some clarity i don’t have to worry about my ide… for the ocean is not my enemy just momentarily,
your body is your vessel, your ship. it’s mine. we love our body. it’s not always perfect but it is beautiful. from your stretch marks to the large scars. they’re beautiful. i know you ...
slightly intoxicated and honestly a little nauseated is this what it takes for one to f… imagine your favourite meal how the heat dissipates from withi…
“we will comprehend the word seren… it rings in my head like a melody for this, this is my destiny i’m gifted
the clean ocean breeze fills me with ease like a sweet symphony almost playing religiously the trees in sync
the sun sets, like a raging fire dying down soon nowhere to be found the ocean tide rising ready to drown
as strange as it is a part of me never wants to forget i never want to forget how the bla… how the white appears and then flo… i never want to forget the relief…
for a little while life doesn’t feel like a trial as i breathe in the fresh air soak in the sun’s glare feeling more aware
honestly? love is beautifully jarring. it is connection with loved ones. it’s through conversations filled with anger, sadness, heartbreak, celebrations, joyous occasions, and everythin...
when i think of you i’m filled with joy like a child receiving a new toy my heart is lifted my gaze shifted
You are the Origin of Love. You are the One who calls the sun… You are the architect of day and t… Words fail to capture Your grace Words fail to give You shape