The Root Dear one,It is totally conceivable to accept something Yet still feel unable to ever recover from itFor acceptance, my love, is simply the flower,Like a ray of hope through the hazy rain,But the root that it sprouted from,And the stem it grows upon, still remain

Hunger HowlsYou will always feel hungry if you keep starving yourself to feed others The vacant call from your belly is a signal from your soul The calls turn into howls To realise your own worthTo value the ribbons of love that are angelically sewn So deeply into every part of you You are a tapestry of fine and rare artWith beauty in your bones Find yourself in you Feed yourself with love

Rescue your heart when you feel you need toChoose to share it with those that value and appreciate everything you areAnd everything you are not. Hold your heart in your hands and cherish its riches.Love in its purest form comes without judgement or conditions,But you need to value your heart first so that others can love you there too.

You cannot lose or choose to forget someone you loved Without first losing or denying a vital part of yourselfWe are all pieces of the same puzzleConnected by threads of loveEach a mirror to what we hold onto And what we let go of

No Matter What“No matter what” Is just another way to say “I love you”.And sometimesIt actually means moreBecause a commitment is something you sink into your bonesAnd love soars on loyal and giving wings.

You cannot be open to fully feel loveAnd all its beauty Until you can be open to fully feel painIn all its sorrowIn the strength of my heartI saw the fragility of yours

Hearts Don't Reject LoveFear of rejection slaughters the voice from our heartBut time is shortAnd life is to be livedSo don't fear to speak your hearts truthWhat you feel matters more than the thoughts or opinions of other'sAnd rejection is an impeding, sinister state of mind... Remember, hearts don't reject love, only minds do thatThe existential truth is that we are all exposedWe are all vulnerableWhether we are fierce enough to admit it…or not

Empathy speaks to us in those silent moments, away from our wounded ego and our wondering heart, in those empty spaces where questions run riot like lost and rejected soldiers… it tells us that each soul is worthy, valued, loved and honoured and we only ever need to face our own shadows, our own pain… and to be our own mirror.

We should not elevate anyone higher than our own heart. If you do not value what you have to give then no one else will ever come close to what you truly deserve.