Let your temple be worshipped. Only those who know your soul will fall on their knees.
Let your feet touch the ground and waters. Bound down to the mother that birthed life itself.
Let your stomach flutter with the thought of love. No longer fearing the pain of the fall.
Let your hair flow freely in the wind. Ever unwinding.
Let your hands brush through the grass. It's blades like feathers.
Let the sun and moon kiss you. Neither the day nor night will harm you.
Let your eyes glow. See the world that most ignore.
Wear your skin with confidence. Don't let the damp tears cover up the beauty you carry even if you don't see it.
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Little light after all of the saddness.
*Warning, rambling.*
I was falling asleep and started thinking(I shouldn't have done that), and then after that, I couldn't sleep because I wanted to preserve by mind. I don't want to forget another poem that has placed over and over on my mind just because I showered or fella sleep before I could get it out.
This poem might sound weird, I'm not sure, but I also wrote it at around like 2-3 A.M.
Anywho! -Have a good day, night, evening, and supper!
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