Flowers don’t bloom all seasons, and if flowers don’t, why would we?
ANA SOULFULFlowers don’t bloom all seasons, and if flowers don’t, why would we?
ANA SOULFULChange begins within each of us.
ANA SOULFULI 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.
ANA SOULFULMaybe you’ve been through hell. But can you see how brave you were to get this far?
ANA SOULFULI find hope in late summer afternoons.
ANA SOULFULJust like rainbows, you’re a plurality of colorful tones.
ANA SOULFULIf you could only know, how many feelings fit inside of me; the noise that lives in this stormy sea.
ANA SOULFULEven though your sensitivity feels like a curse, – it can be your greatest blessing too.
ANA SOULFULYou are brave, even though you are stitching the deep rips of your soul.
ANA SOULFULYou’re a borderless being with infinite layers to unravel.
ANA SOULFULWe need to see inside our souls the massive beauty of this world.
ANA SOULFULStorms can ruin gardens, but that doesn’t mean you won’t see flowers again.
ANA SOULFULKeep your mind open, your spirit wide and loose, the heart warm and kind.
ANA SOULFULI’m feeling the call of the feminine, the blessings of the moon falling on me, the chants of mother earth gettin’ me free.
ANA SOULFULWe’re Children, Teenagers, Women. We aren’t flames, but we have fire in us.
ANA SOULFULThere’s nothing that shakes an indomitably free soul like yours.
ANA SOULFUL