Hope your ok,?
and things are good,?
And your heart above all is safe in that place of love?
Holding and knowing, that the ones, who are showing, are hurting the most, in some way, 
What their really showing, is a lot of growing, with a weed that’s taken over their rose.
One day they will prune,
cut back, surprised, t see,
Its not all weeds?
They don’t belong to me?
I allowed them, to get tangled and almost strangled,
My gosh is this really me?
You may say
how do you know ? How did it grow ?
Because I had to start pruning to, its true
I knew, that it was I, who did truly see, that the happiness lay within me,
Once I began to explore all the ground all around,
the foundation had been found, to be built in the sand of my making, I knew.

So for now,
I send it
On the whisper of the wind,
You are loved
This visual hug is full of love.

Your love for you, will shine through

To say ‘I’ve got this, my spirit is of light, and it can shine bright,
at everyone, every place everywhere I stare.
It will become brighter as I re-ignite her, I light that flame, that burns that game, for everyone.
Or maybe, I’m a virus, in a computer, that can create a wave,
an anomaly of a flip of that switch.
Or an electrical currency, of a signature code,
of long ago, that has sparked, an energy of love, to just trust,
I’m the daughter, of the creator of the maker, from a space of we.
Or is it just me?
The oneself
Observing it all like before
Mm you not sure ?
Lets see, I’m going to just Be
and create my own reality, create the legacy
Forget the separateness
The individuated ness
I know, its not a word👆
But I guess, what explains it best,
is in that rest, no stress 🥰🥰🥰
xxx