How
fleeting
the
life of a flower,
how
lasting
the
life of a thought.
While beauty
brings
healing power,
ill minds
leave
you distraught.
Choose
wisely
what
feeds your soul,
and what
you seek
to
behold.
Then watch your
heart
become whole,
the life of
your dreams unfold.
And she will have a come back!
And it will be big, bold and beautiful!
She will sing, yell and dance,
hold a room with her grace.
She will ride on wild horses,
she will learn how to fly!
Her old life burned in sacred gratitude,
the ashes dispersed on the wind,
she will know who she is:
Born of the stars,
her radiance lights up the dark,
Her scars she wears proudly,
baptised herself in her own tears,
the strength of the woman
who has flung her wings wide,
no judgement she fears,
her own voice she has found
her own truth she declares!
Under the Kānuka tree
in the sun, on a grassy hill
I like to sit and reflect and
dream as the world goes still.
A Fantail and a Robin
bring life to this quiet space.
They watch me as they sing their songs,
then leave without a trace.
A world of wonder surrounds me.
Here, life is simple to live,
magic and beauty are shared,
and love is easy to give.
Kissed by soft breezes,
so subtle, yet strong,
calling me home
to where I belong.
The wild forest beckons,
sweet bird song my guide,
I'm free and I'm safe here
with nothing to hide.
Breathing in deep
the clean forest air,
a heart overflowing
with beauty to share.
