Hey you, don’t let your thoughts swallow you.
ANA SOULFULHey you, don’t let your thoughts swallow you.
ANA SOULFULShe is like water lily, because in the most hostile waters she blooms.
ANA SOULFULThere’s a fine line between sanity and madness in being alive.
ANA SOULFULIf you could only know, how many feelings fit inside me; the noise that lives in this stormy sea.
ANA SOULFULThis is my soul skin. Born from the dust, blooming from within.
ANA SOULFULShe has constellations in her wilding soul, a soft-paced heart in a spirit beyond control.
ANA SOULFULFeelings have the answer for words we don’t know how to speak.
ANA SOULFULI wish to be as patient as the sea. That waits for the tides to meet the sand again.
ANA SOULFULFlowers don’t bloom all seasons, and if flowers don’t, why would we?
ANA SOULFULStorms can ruin gardens, but that doesn’t mean you won’t see flowers again.
ANA SOULFULYou’re like the sun; because nor the grey nor the storm, can bring down the essence of your wildest form.
ANA SOULFULYou’re like that fiery sunset that no one expects after a rainy day. It always makes your day brighter.
ANA SOULFULYou’re like the sun; because nor the grey nor the storm can bring down the essence of your wildest form.
ANA SOULFULI always wanted to feel it all. From the chaos of a thunderstorm to the touch of the wind. Both adrenaline and calm, fear and bravery.
ANA SOULFULI find hope in late summer afternoons.
ANA SOULFULI’m finding light between all my shadows; my own way to wholeness.
ANA SOULFUL