black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

The girl she’d always wished to be, was reflecting back to her soul’s poetry.

Related Topics

Herself Poetry Reflection Soul Wish Woman

Bagwalas

Popular Authors

Marilyn Monroe Paulo Coelho Abraham Lincoln C. S. Lewis Khalil Gibran Charlie Chaplin Gautama Buddha Isaac Newton

Love wins, for it is true; see love is the essence, the purity within you.
LUCY MARY BALL

Essence Love Purity See True Win Yourself
Some parts of the journey are about learning to be; unclasping the hands of productivity to set us free.
LUCY MARY BALL

Freedom Hands Journey Learning Productivity
She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
LUCY MARY BALL

Afraid Herself Lose Love Realization Universe
Maybe you don’t need to have all the answers, maybe life need not be slower or faster; maybe everything’s evolving in the magic of the unseen, maybe its not about doing but simply being.
LUCY MARY BALL

Answer Evolution Fast Life Magic Need Simplicity Slow Yourself
She realized her longing was for her own heart; to feel whole and complete rather than teared apart.
LUCY MARY BALL

Feeling Heart Herself Realization Tear Whole
The waves of life arrive in rhythms, the tide goes in and out the moon shines in prisms; see its natural to feel the ups and downs for you’re life itself hidden or found.
LUCY MARY BALL

Arrival Finding Hide Life Prism Rhythm Shine
Your eyes look brighter somehow, as though the clouds within have parted, and your inner sun is radiating all your heart is.
LUCY MARY BALL

Bright Cloud Eyes Heart Part Radiation Sun Yourself
The sky breathes life into the vastness that is I.
LUCY MARY BALL

Breathe Life Myself Sky
She wants to live in trust; knowing that the right particles are colliding, in the most divinely timed timing.
LUCY MARY BALL

Divine Live Particle Right Time Trust
The most painful times reap the deepest transformations.
LUCY MARY BALL

Hard Time Pain Transformation
Sometimes she pleaded with life, only to find out that she was begging for her very essence; for she is life itself.
LUCY MARY BALL

Essence Finding Herself Life Time
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.
LUCY MARY BALL

Bury Fear Heart Hold Love Myself Right
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.
LUCY MARY BALL

Breathe Change Forever Hard Time Healing Hit Hurricane Leaving Miracle Myself Pain Train
Find a home in your heart in the part that stays, the love that powers through you and your soul bright rays.
LUCY MARY BALL

Bright Heart Home Love Power Ray Soul Stay
Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
LUCY MARY BALL

Feeling Healing Home Natural Pain Wound Yourself
Her dreams were akin to the vastness within.
LUCY MARY BALL

Dreams Herself Spirituality Universe

Copyright: 2020 - 2023 | Minimalist Quotes