“I build my empire with stars and words.”

Once, I found myself breaking down between “its okay” and “its not”.

The world is in search of the happiness in you.

Bloom with your colors and fluttering wings of hope and smiles.

I am in love with the flickering stars that illuminated your darkest nights.

We deserve sunshine and hope; and stitches for bruised hearts.

I flew with my dandelion dreams into the wild, unknown.

Blurred tomorrows are here to bring you smiles.

My mind eclipsed with love notes I wrote at night.

Define your steps with your success story.

My mind calls together for the wild and serene.

My soul no longer sings the same chorus.

One day, you’ll be home again.

She is the tides on the sea and limits of the sky.

The universe loves you.

This time you are not broke and alone. You have yourself.

My soul was left with a cosmic radiance, blooming into wildflowers.

You build trust with others each time you choose integrity over image, truth over convenience, or honor over personal gain.

As you discover what strength you can draw from your community in this world from which it stands apart, look outward as well as inward. Build bridges instead of walls.

God made me an Indian.

Although wisdom is built on life experiences, the mere accumulation of years guarantees nothing.

I am one part fire and two parts passion. There is not a thing that could put me out.

You are made in the image of what you desire.

You can’t make a record if you ain’t got nothin’ to say.

They claim this mother of ours, the Earth, for their own use, and fence their neighbors away from her, and deface her with their buildings and their refuse.