True colors
Unseen in the murky waters of self-reflection, the attempt to escape, is the misguided fear of unworthiness. Yet innocence fills the air of reality, for those willing to see it…
Unseen in the murky waters of self-reflection, the attempt to escape, is the misguided fear of unworthiness. Yet innocence fills the air of reality, for those willing to see it…
Time will tempt you to be it’s troubled thought, yet only here is where you are…
Like a ball of clay, life is what you make it. Heaven or hell, it’s your baby…
The greatest gift you can give to the world, is your freedom from it…
Often the best indication of positive change, isn’t what’s in your life, but what isn’t…
To the matter of heart, ones own value smile’s above the wing’s of freedom…
Be so much in this, (that), will become an acquaintance rather than what you are missing…
Enjoy this moment of kindness to yourself, and time will bring a world to meet your own intention…
Fear breeds in the hearts of the unworthy, to share a wicked site of the condemned…
Fate will stare down the readiness in your heart, and deliver your deepest reflection…