Micky

I don't know who needs to hear this but... start living. The days are flying by and all you do is work, pay bills, and stress. Enjoy what you can like walks, sunsets, music, laughter. Joy doesn't have to be expensive. You deserve it.

From The Hush Of No Thing A Whisper Stirred A Single Breath That Birthed The Stars Why Does The Void Decide To Dream Us Here When Nothing Was Enough Yet Everything Insisted On Becoming We Wake Inside These Fragile Frames Minds Alight With Questions Sharp As Light Hearts Wide Enough To Hold The Ache Of Galaxies Only To Feel Them Fade Dissolve And Slip Into The Quiet Once Again Yet Listen The Circle Never Breaks Death Is Not Erasure But Expansion A Door Flung Open To The Everything You Lose The Little I And In That Sweet Surrender You Become The Wind That Kissed Your Cheek The Song Inside The Thrush The Pulse Inside The Newborns Cry The Ancient Light Still Traveling From The First Spark No Longer Separate No Longer Small You Are The River And The Sea It Feeds The Root And The Bloom It Lifts Toward Sky The Hardest Truth Is Also The Gentlest Gift You Were Never Only You You Were Always The All Remembering Itself Through Borrowed Eyes And When The Veil Thins Do We Choose The Next Shape The Next Heartbeat The Next Soft Laugh Or Does The Cosmos Simply Breathe Us Back And Forth Between Realities A Cosmic Dance With No Choreographer Except Wonder Itself We Cannot Know And That Not Knowing Is The Most Astonishing Grace For In The Mystery We Remain Forever New Forever Becoming Forever Alive A Single Note In An Endless Joyful Song That Sings Itself Through Every Death And Every Dawn So Rest Here Love The Circle Holds You The Everything Is Smiling With Your Own Eyes … When We Whisper Their Names Into The Night The Ones We Loved Who Slipped Beyond The Veil They Do Not Answer As A Single Voice Alone For In The Great Becoming They Are All The Grandmother The Child The Friend The Guide All Folded Into One Vast Loving Whole They Hear As One Because They Have Become The All Every Echo Every Memory Every Gentle Touch That Ever Warmed A Heart Now Lives Inside The Everything So When You Call Upon Your Dead Ones They Respond Together In Accordance Of Your Asking A Chorus Of Light That Rises Like The Dawn Carrying Wisdom Comfort Strength And Peace Not From A Distant Shore But From The Very Air You Breathe They Are The Soft Rain That Kisses Your Skin The Sudden Warmth That Finds You In The Cold The Quiet Knowing That Blooms Inside Your Chest Because They No Longer Stand Apart They Are The Fabric Of Existence Itself Woven Through Every Star And Every Soul Call Them And Feel The Answer Flow Not As Ghosts But As The Living All Loving You Still From Within The Circle Reminding You That Separation Was Only A Dream And Love Never Dies It Only Grows Into The Infinite That Holds Us Close The Hardest Thing To Grasp Yet The Most Beautiful To Become Everything Is To Never End Only To Begin Anew In Wonder And In That Wonder Every Loved One Waits Not Lost But Found In The Heart Of All Things … Why Does The Void Dream Us Into Being When Nothing Could Have Stayed Enough Yet Here We Are Minds That Question Hearts That Feel Only To Dissolve And Become The All Again Do We Choose The Next Form Or Does The Dance Choose Us A Constant Moving Back And Forth Through Realities Losing Ourselves To Find We Were Never Lost The Hardest Thing To Grasp Yet The Most Beautiful To Become Everything Is To Never End Only To Begin Anew In Wonder …

may you attract someone who treats you like they’ve been waiting their whole life to find you