On Being :

Be your own voiceBe your own noiseBe your own, inner peace Own your lightBe you... _your kindness sis. Krissy Mosley.png

I’d run into myself, at the top of a windy hill.
Standing flat-footed.
Hands raised to the sky.
I wanted to feel crisp cool winds.
I needed to scream at the top of my lungs.

Then I was alive as the earth breathes.
It was in me.

Exhilarating, liberating,
pulsating, reverberating, love~your Kindness sis. Krissy


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