“I threw it all away on a warming night of june, to live by the splendour of the sun, to hover by the virtues of the moon.”

Why would I want a summertime love when I can have you in all the seasons?

You are brave, even though you are stitching the deep rips of your soul.

Even though your sensitivity feels like a curse, – it can be your greatest blessing too.

You’re a borderless being with infinite layers to unravel.

There’s nothing that shakes an indomitably free soul like yours.

Feelings have the answer for words we don’t know how to speak.

She is like water lily, because in the most hostile waters she blooms.

If you could only know, how many feelings fit inside me; the noise that lives in this stormy sea.

I’m the coffee shop kinda person; the kind who loved to live unless lives in doses of caffeine.

Storms can ruin gardens, but that doesn’t mean you won’t see flowers again.

Please, don’t listen all the hate and take a little break to fall in love with you.

We are made of everything. And everything is made of us. We are deeply rooted to mother earth, our home.

She has constellations in her wilding soul, a soft-paced heart in a spirit beyond control.

We need to see inside our souls the massive beauty of this world.

Keep your mind open, your spirit wide and loose, the heart warm and kind.

This is my soul skin. Born from the dust, blooming from within.