Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
TERAZA FAULKNERIt’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
More Teraza Faulkner Quotes
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I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.
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There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
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Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
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Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
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We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
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I am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take me.
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Maybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
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Bitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
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I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
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Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
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It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
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I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
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Mountains speak in peaks and troughs. Just like life. And just like love.
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Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
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