The hopeful voyager walks on his path,
his steps are large, his head is high.
Walking on dreams of truth and success,
he wants to be it in the flesh!
A time comes around when all is dark,
he can´t see his future, nor his past.
After a while he once more breaks free,
all is good, all is healed.
Let go of my heart, or else I can´t breathe.
Show me your love, or else I can´t eat.
´Cause I want you, and what you are.
Whatever that is…
Everything about you makes me see the stars.
Give me your reason,
so I can shine too.
The little house by the sea
felt so calm, bold and free.
Yet at times it cried out loud,
it was so lonely every night!
The little house did not share
its deepest secrets, with none but me.
Now that I was gone away,
the little house could only pray!
And the truth shall set you free
I was walking down the silky roads
the skies were blue and peach in colour
luring me in a like a sweet dream
that I never wanted to stop
In some way I knew this was the only way
the only possibility
to get this through
to become free
We all understood the purpose
but yet again
we were all afraid
But not anymore
Fear is not real, though danger is
I chose Love
and so did you
The day of time, now or never. Settle me in, as I go through with feathers. I fly so high, above and below. My kings and queens surrender, behold! I am the spirit of warrior self, I will not back down, I will not be held.
Take my hand,
guide me trough the dark.
I look at you, and see the stars.
Your wings carry me through.
Color me red as I dive in the sea.
Lost memories passing through the veil.
I am the Phoenix, rising now above.
Now it´s no more hiding. I now can face the sun.
Pure and bright. Always on sight. She knew that inside, she was a true manifestor. A manifestor of worlds that could create the most beautiful thing, to heal the mind, body and soul.
She knew that we all had to be on the same frequency to work, to come to life. To breathe she had to write her heart out, sing her heart out, and not being afraid.
In the words she found comfort, she found peace. It was quiet, and only she could see it if she chose to. And that was a true relief. That was wonderful because she could be whoever she wanted to be. She is free.
Time to go to the new world. Love is pure. That great feeling when you feel so good about at what you are doing, the flow of energy and will. Intentions of finding the true source within.
Where is the core? The core of your being? Here. Just here and everywhere. What are you connected to?
She was a newborn ready for life in its purest form. Moldavite, adapt. She felt the change coming. Transformation. What do you put out in the world?
I am free.
The Light Shining On Me
It Feels so Warm and Pretty
I am Blessed to be Alive
Hear the Call
On the Surface
It´s Building Up
I Know I Can Do This
Bless my Soul
Forever and Now
And Some Days it Feels so Different
Still I Know that I am Worthy
Worthy of All I Ever Wanted
Bless my Soul
Bless my Soul
Bless my Soul
Forever and Now
The Mystical Poet