I dance with my letters,
As I dance with the stars and the moon
That light my path through the night…
And I allow my skin to suffer the outrage
of a thousand fires burning within me…
To be truly alive,
is to emerge from the ashes,
with the strength of a warrior
and the humility and simplicity
of a child’s heart.
To live is to allow my wounds
be the fertile ground
where the flowers bloom…
Is to forgive myself and to release others
from the old promises they could never fulfill,
so the space can be opened
for new dreams and new beginnings…
To live is to open my arms
to the possibilities of a new dawn,
holding no hard feelings…
allowing the hurt of the past
be a like floating leaf
cruising peacefully over the stream,
on its way to the ocean…
I surrender all. I am no one.
I own nothing but a beating heart,
that dances under the stars and the moon
To the rhythm of your heartbeat…
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