![]() Be still now, I am listening Sweet Girl, you sit on the hard, dense concrete, waiting for the open encouraging hand to free you A strong Breeze flips your curls, stings your calves, and tightens your palms No one shows up, but wintriness adolescent thoughts, gripping your Strength, Purity and Truth In this seasonal storm, Be Still Now, I am listening Your untrue movie reel is under your toes waiting to be ripped, torn, put to dust This is you. The poised sculpture beside you, that your glassy eyes study, is ready to step into your skin Your hushed pain penned, your ignored teardrop splashed, & your musical heart whispered Are dropping into the uttermost all-embracing hands of the Great Divine to cradle, soothe, and feed Let go of the ancient conviction- You are not enough . From your soft toes to your golden locks, you, are understood Follow the inhale trickling down to your depths, follow the exhale tapping open the chimney Be Still Now, I am listening You are a Warrior of heart and spirit, you vote for Light Remember this, you came here full of love, havingness, being understood Your internal container infinitely embodies the needed ingredients to thrive, stand tall, and honor your path Accept the True you who kicks in your stomach, pounds in your heart, sings in your ears Be Still Now, I AM listening Sweet Girl, You ARE enough 🦋
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