Whether or not you know that you are beautiful,
the flowers gaze at you, whenever you walk by.
When your heart feels like stone
and you’ve lost sight of the gifts being given,
you are still held by the earth beneath you
and kissed by the breath of the trees…
…You are wanted here.
You are part of this creation.
Let your hurts melt away in the waves
Let your cries be carried by the birds.
Earth, air, fire and water are the truth of you
and when you drop the veil and open to the greater You,
you will find your fullness in the valleys and the groves
and bow again to the sacred altar
of your natural soul.