“She is December with imprinting traces of love daises on white canvas of life.”

She is a mystical beauty with bravery, as her life is filled with tranquility scented adventures.

Violet and purple call out to her, they bring forth wisdom and spirituality to her persona.

I open my heart and say goodbye to the one who made me question my worth.

Let go and release the burden on the mind and let the mind freely flow with life.

Don’t chase what brings anxiety in the equation of your life.

I bring clarity within my soul, by respecting my energy and understand what needs my focus.

Pledge yourself to let go of the versions of yourself that no longer serve the purpose of being grateful or humane.

With each passing moment of life, we learn lesson, but it is upto us to affirm and grow from that.

I will not let my grief or anxiety, rob me of compassion or kindness.

The darkest darksome moments of life, showcase the illuminating rays of healing.

Morbid ravens of the world, feed on the veins and light of goodness, untill nothing remains except damaging void.

Hope blooms in the bones and heartbeats of souls, that have been buried with bitter roots to expand with greatness.

Journal the consciousness of spirits, which portray the internal storms of life, with calmess and solitude.

The on and off of being rude and polite causes havoc with the mind, soul and spirit, let’s be kind in a cruel world.

Degrading oneself would only kill the warrior within, it was time to hold the negativity accountable but in a loving manner.

She believed, there were always 3 sides to the coin, each with it’s own purpose and need.

The winter is forbidden till December, And exits March the second on the dot.

A long December and there’s reason to believe, maybe this year will be better than the last.

December will spark the wisdom and knowledge in her breaths so she becomes a new woman in her real form.

December sinks in like a cold shouldered old friend. I try to stretch, reach my toes, but my own bones feel covered in snow.