wiSdoMiKaL
Bluelighter
All this ocean of my heart, all this sweet tender cloud,
All this passion for life, all this that i am.
The spring flowers bloom, the cold frost trickling away,
The beginning of time, the eye of the storm.
The vast open skies, of rich blue, clear of clouds.
The tallest tree in the forest, the pain of giving birth.
The sweet love of a mother, the understanding of a sister,
And the unfulfilled role of lover.
The tide that brings fresh water,
The pebble that has lain since creation.
The primal freedom of liberation.
Time will erase, time will heal.
Time will see me burst and cover the planet.
The very place you will be buried,
I will be ashes, scattered.
The insanity of this knowing,
The giver of life,
The daughter of my mother.
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be, simply, YOU...
and love, eternally, yourself
All this passion for life, all this that i am.
The spring flowers bloom, the cold frost trickling away,
The beginning of time, the eye of the storm.
The vast open skies, of rich blue, clear of clouds.
The tallest tree in the forest, the pain of giving birth.
The sweet love of a mother, the understanding of a sister,
And the unfulfilled role of lover.
The tide that brings fresh water,
The pebble that has lain since creation.
The primal freedom of liberation.
Time will erase, time will heal.
Time will see me burst and cover the planet.
The very place you will be buried,
I will be ashes, scattered.
The insanity of this knowing,
The giver of life,
The daughter of my mother.
------------------
be, simply, YOU...
and love, eternally, yourself
