“Take me back to the ocean I need to hear her say you’re as powerful as me.”

And sometimes places can be hard to say goodbye too than people.

he clouds my thoughts with a cloudless sky of my favourite colour blue which is to say he doesn’t really fog my mind at all with him all i see is the sun

a life with you Could have been So much more than any life I’d ever lived before

The thunder does not apologize in fear of anyone, look at what that braveness does it trembles the whole sky.

You’re my sunflower girl teaching me that magic is found in the wild that we are.

I was afraid of breaking your heart. when in reality all these years later whenever I see you, I break my own.

I marvel at the idea of how you would carry me through the world.

I would be nothing if not for the woman in my life for their quiet yet deafening resilient influence.

He says he doesn’t know what to do my mind screams back I will not love you in halves just because you are too afraid.

Art has a special way of connecting dots from lost to found.

I don’t want to live my life in the back seat, I want my hair in the wind full blazing towards the horizon.

I just want to be held is that too much to ask?

maybe all we need is some good music, good company, and bad dancing to remind us what it is to be alive

When I told you how much love, I should have recognized the red flag when you turned to me and asked do you think so much to a fault? Because there is no such thing, You just love then love some more.

Hear the universe sing with every shooting star, blooming petal, and pines in the wind- Love will find you.

and in the chaos of life, there is you

If there is a human moral to be drawn, it is that we must teach our children altruism, for we cannot expect it to be part of their biological nature.

We do not “come into” this world; we come out of it, as leaves from a tree. As the ocean “waves,” the universe “peoples.” Every individual is an expression of the whole realm of nature, a unique action of the total universe.

Nothing truly wild is unclean.

Nothing truly wild is unclean.

Everybody comes from the same source. If you hate another human being, you’re hating part of yourself.

Everybody comes from the same source. If you hate another human being, you’re hating part of yourself.

Everybody comes from the same source. If you hate another human being, you’re hating part of yourself.

Nature is written in mathematical language.