Breathe, settle into my skin, walk away from the past and the ties it has on my soul and my cells. Rediscover me and my soul away from the trauma of the world.
When you stop and do that, it is so easy to get confused. Because when you lift yourself away from the world you forget about the boundaries that humanity applies to you.
I am no longer hungry, the hate of humans does not touch me, I can see the patterns of the world and it is a mess of our own making. Life is about pleasure and hope and joy and light. You can fly and soar and the music of life sings through your soul till you hum and vibrate and resonate.
You are perfect and as beautiful as the tree who lifts its leaves to touch the sky and provide a home to the birds who sing their joy to all who will listen.
