“All the grey and gloom was colored by the light she bloomed.”

Here you are despite it all standing when you thought you’d fall.

Amid the vulnerability lives courage, let your truth be seen.

Heavy is the pain yet she wears it like a feather.

The universe that lives in you is waiting to burst out in view.

In the end no one comes to saves us, we have to save ourselves -be your own fairytale.

A gentle heart can pull others out of darkness, never underestimate the power of your softness.

The past grew a beast in me so I set it free.

Even when you’re at your worst, you deserve a pair hands that hold you up with love.

When the storm settles and the sun clears the way, give yourself the chance to bloom again.

Love her faults knowing she is a flower growing.

Give your heart time it is a gentle thing.

She carried the sun in her smile with her every day felt like summer.

Keep blooming the flowers look beautiful on you.

Let the confidence in your abilities eat away your doubts.

Your mind resembles the galaxies with all its raging complexities.

Though starting over may seem hard you have the strength to make it far.

It is not light that we need, but fire; it is not the gentle shower, but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.

See the light through all the darkness.

Reality is to be found in lightness and darkness.

Every day you play with the light of the universe.

Sometimes, I like to be dark – other times, I like to be really light and ladylike.

We can always be a source of light to those around us.

It is no advantage to be near the light if the eyes are closed.

I link dar’s many a slaveholder’ll git to Heaven. Dey don’t know no better. Dey acts up to de light dey hab.