I let all go, let if flow. I let it be. Now it's me that's here for me. All the forests and the rains that filled my heart when there were pains, all the cats and dogs and birds that sang for me, that held my hurts, even God and even light, all the lovers, all delights, I let them go to find within the medicine of my soul twin.
Dear child, it matters not if the boy loves you. It only matters if you love the Sun, and the Rain, and the Donut, and the Cat, and the colour Purple. It only matters if you love having this one precious life. It doesn't matter if the boy doesn't love you.
She came into my life like the Mistral breeze. She showered me with love and care. She splashed me with smiles and laughs. And slowly and silently, she healed me of my depression.
I am healthy I am great I am helpful I will not hate I can move mountains I can see through the clouds Nothing can stand in my way, As long as I bow Hear the wind howling See with eyes closed Smell the fresh rain Feel the sand in between my toes My sunset will remain forever close Love with all your heart Sing with all your might And know that everything will be Alright
Soar And how can you soar When you are so rooted to your pain? The lessons of letting go, my love, are never made in vain. Take what you need so you can navigate your way, And let the rest go, with love and with faith.