Songs of the stars resonate in our soul;
Reverberating melodies of love.
Hear the songs.
Their message traveling so long,
So far for us.
The very first note never-ending, shared here among us if we
Choose to brave the stillness and listen;
See.
And here is the harmony in healing;
It was never lost nor silenced.
She doesn’t wish to spend the rest of her life believing in everyone else but herself,
So today she took the tiniest step
And exhaled all the breaths she had been holding internally for dear life .
It may remain unseen to others
but in her world it is the biggest,
Most beautiful move she’s made that she can recall,
Maybe even in her whole life.
It’s time to move on brave girl.
When one is comfortable with their own truth
Then
They leave space for others to be comfortable with their own truth as well;
Allowing us all to be brave.
Sharing our truths in peace
Is love.
Do not forget
You are undying light,
You are infinite beauty.
You are forever brave even when you are afraid.
The bravest thing I ever did
Was to look in upon
Myself,
The parts I have been fearful of,
And love myself with
The love I had dreamed of coming from
Another.
She will try not to run.
She will try not to hide.
She will try not to turn away.
She will look you in the eye.
She will listen to you speak
Of her as if she is pretty
While voices scream otherwise in her head.
She will stay when you smile at her tenderly,
Every cell in her body desiring nothing more
Than to vanish.
Her heartbeat has been rendered immobile.
Artifacts from days gone by holding every
Ventricle hostage.
She is trying to be brave.
If you knew
How the earth shook beneath her feet
When she moved,
How the thunder echoed in her ears
When she tried to speak
You would
Realize just how courageous
She is.
I will throw the shadows of me onto you.
The darkest parts.
If you are
Brave enough to
Come close.
In the haunted passages of
My heart you will find
Rusty rails and broken stairs.
With every step
You must take care.
You will have to
Feel
Your way tenderly with eyes
Blind.
Other senses necessary
To find the cracks and hidden
Retreats inside.
And
Sometimes
The silence is deafening.
Once caught in the black
You may choose to never
Come back.
Or you may endlessly roam,
Making these infinite
Mysteries of me
Your
Home.
Chole Into Diamonds 