A twist of fate, or curious demand, courageous thoughts, is where I stand. An adventurous soul, in the gold of time, captures the beauty, of love and sublime. ~Clarabelle
Sometimes you don’t need to rewrite the story – the best of you lives on.
I pick it up my poetic heart into the suitcase for my depart
Goodbye yesterday my life's not there memories drift on roadblocked, beware
Seconds tick by the dark past is dead bright speckles of light are floating ahead
A spectrum of magic bursts through the sky guiding my spirit beaming so high
A dream, a purpose fulfulling my soul a future so perfect but now is the goal
I hold the power to what will be feeling abundance joyful and free
My energy exudes into a special space remembering tomorrow a loving embrace
~Clarabelle
Often I don’t know why the words dance in harmony that way. I’m not even sure it’s my message. Regardless, of the source, it always comes with “a loving embrace” – the purest kind.
Only when the mind is still and empty, can it receive the highest wisdom.