I sleep under an open window
Waiting for dreams to drift inside
Sometimes it gets cold but my heart stays warm
I sculpted a new soul out of rose quartz and gold
It's shinier than ever so I make sure to clean it every day
I live on a diet of paint, photosynthesized sunlight, and music notes
I'm healthy and I'm strong so I know I'm doing this right
These little rituals I've crafted,
Love notes to myself,
A small remedy I found for peace
I go on art adventures
I walk on sugared honey pathways
They're otherworldly meditations
Down feather comforters for my spirit
Some days are better than others
I'm broken down and missing parts, 'cause I've got a lemon heart
But I have my bandages and my needle and thread
And I have my ceremonies
Healing medicine that I take daily
Swallow it down with cinnamon tea
Each breath I take is a thank-you to the universe
For giving me this life
Sometimes it hurts to be alive
And that's when I use my meditations ❤
Meditations
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As the sun and the moon complete their dance.
I awaken
I smell the flowers of the sweet leaf
I inhale smoke
I lay out my day and begin to produce
To create our greatest power
From destruction like a Pheonix from the ashes
I will leap over the city skyline
And find my peace
Over the horizon
I gain knowledge through written truths
So I have scribed my own reality