There’s something about twilight that makes her soul shine bright; its as though the glow of the sky draws out the beam of her light.
LUCY MARY BALLPerspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
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She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
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Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.
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I’ve always been right here buried under the rubble of fear; I simply forgot how near I’ve always been to the heart that holds love dear.
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We’re just so inevitable, you’re woven within my souls call, see it doesn’t matter if we fly or fall, for your hearts entwined within me despite it all.
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The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.
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When all is said and done, the moon still shines with the sun.
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She knew what was in her heart and that was enough; she could feel what was real for it lighted her up.
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Worry and fear did their best to sway her, but she was too preoccupied with truth.
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They had different minds but their hearts were aligned and their souls entwined; for they were two of a kind.
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Sometimes what’s needed is gentle truths; a soak in pure feelings that honor the real you.
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She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
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It hits me like a train, a hurricane of pain, the type that leaves one breathless whilst imprinting a deep stain; but then by some miracle it slowly fades away again, and I find myself back, forever changed.
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Your heart has always known; the work is to shovel enough mind rubble to hear it speak.
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Perspective isn’t clear in the midst of storms, for its signal is distorted whilst its being transformed.
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