nothing that is for me will need to be gripped or clawed at…

nothing that is for me will need to be gripped or clawed at – butterflies rising poem

i once loved someone who kept saying… “be smaller. now smaller, still.“…

i once loved
someone who kept saying…
“be smaller. now smaller, still.“- butterflies rising poem

heartbreak seasons become growing seasons – butterflies rising poem

little seeds, someday flowers… today i will be good to myself – butterflies rising poem

passion in my chest like kerosene – butterflies rising quote & poem excerpt

you wanted me to dream… you’d say… you better stay hellbent in your heart – butterflies rising poem

i’m here… wanting to know the shape of you, without having to lose my own. – butterflies rising poem

and you’re in this place where there are no footprints in front of you – butterflies rising poem

there is nothing i could lose that i would miss as much as i have missed the feel of my own soul – butterflies rising poem

she’s a wild butterfly finding her way – butterflies rising quote