Morning magic,
rising mist,
dewdrops by
the sunlight kissed.
Ready to
embrace this day!
Sending love
and light your way!
Morning magic,
rising mist,
dewdrops by
the sunlight kissed.
Ready to
embrace this day!
Sending love
and light your way!
So you didn’t do the things
That you said you wanted to.
So you find you’re not invincible,
Your words not always true.
But look, you are still here.
And although you think you fell,
Falling can be freeing
As time will surely tell.
Remember that perfection
Was never the end goal.
Learn to love your fragile heart,
Your brokenness made whole.
See your imperfections
As guides along your way.
Learn, and you’ll grow stronger
As you rise to face each day.
No more need for judgement,
For striving or for trying.
Surrender to your free fall
And you’ll find that you are flying.
Right now I'm treading water,
salt burns in my eyes,
waves of distrust crash over me,
cowardice and lies.
I know I will not drown,
but my lungs are really burning,
my tired limbs are aching,
the dark waters are churning.
The shore is still a long way off,
that tiny spark of hope
in the madness of this storm
is all I have to cope.
Just breathe in deep, yes take a breath,
the water will not drown you.
Just breathe in deep, clean breath of air.
Now peace and strength surround you.
I missed my friend today.
She is so very far away.
I look up at the night sky,
reflecting on how time goes by.
How precious are the times we spend
with those we're blessed to call our friend.
Those she's with now feel her touch,
her loving words that mean so much.
So, even though I'm a bit sad,
I'm also feeling really glad
to know that in that far off place
she's putting smiles on ev'ry face.
And when she's home, we'll share a hug,
a cup of tea in a hot mug,
the deeds that show how much we care.
We'll relish all the time we share.
Here are the parts of me
that need some TLC:
Hair that grows in unwanted places,
some genetic flaw, these are the traces.
Pain in my leg, up and down it goes,
from my hip to my knee and into my toes.
Spots and bumps upon my skin,
an expression of pain deep within.
Pain in my shoulder and in my neck,
stress on my spine and down my back.
Crooked teeth and crooked feet,
without them, I'd be incomplete.
A mouth unloved too small, too meek,
desiring the freedom to smile and speak.
And what if I loved these unloved parts I see?
Would I find the healing, the beauty that's in me?
So, let's start the loving, let the healing begin.
And my body can finally mend from within.