loving myself ☆

I finally remember 

How it feels to love the one which i always have with me

I am hearing my song

And my love for earth and my dandelion blown wishes are carried by the wind

I finally remember who that girl is

And how it is to sit with her

And feel who she is and how she is

I am finding my voice

That sometimes soft burn but firm and true like a flower or a knife

And me

I am finding me

Somewhere in this doll 

Who and what I want to be

art is to redefine ☆

Art is to redefine

To shed some light on another part of the sky

To just sit and take in

And let whatever enter the soul

To wake 

To create

To feel or know or cry or smile or sell your house or to never agian go outside

But art should not be the motivator for something gruesome

Maybe just the grief you had to feel

Or didint need to, but hey, its a nice thing to know you are alive and you felt something 

☆◇Someday◇☆

Our lamp at home, is like a fireplace

And this body like an oven

Like a moth, i am walking to the stars

In wide blue grass

The nearby parking-lot like a forest

I don't know who or where I am

But I know

I could have been, farther from home

From hope and joy

Me and the four white butterflies 

On purple-green flowers, in the night

Not yet home

But not far away

We will get there 

Someday

I sometimes look

Back to a river bank and a village

with two sisters and coloured houses

And think and wonder 

And look at these hands

And ask, how did I end up like this?

Cut up to bits

But truth is

I have always felt

Steep hills and cliffs

And blooming red streams

towering inside of me

Don't know who or what

But there is a now

And there will be a future

We will cling to it, sing to it, celebrate to it

We are not so far away

We will name it 

Someday