I see a new me mixed with the old
Patterns of not caring what I'm told
A balance between who gets empowered
It can not work if we stunt our own flower
From this moment I free the younger me
That knows all the energy we can be
I'm not here for the world it's here for me
So from your eyes I'm part of the scene
As I walk through playing my song & dance
It's a reflection of all souls playing their hearts
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Poetic Dan (
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It was like you were painting a canvas with a sense of freedom
Thank you I truly feel an understanding is Awakening in me. I love your view and hope you are enjoying painting your own, I'm finding it hard to fit in time to see everyones but I'll nip across to read yours.
Thanks Dan... My paintings are eclectic at the moment to say the least
I am reading that a weight is lifting off your shoulders.
Once again i think of desiderata, "you are a child of the universe with as much right to be here as the trees and the stars".
Go hug a tree, love is everything!
Yes it really does feel that way and the exact line I used after writing this and talking to my partner this morning. Always appreciated my friend, I'm off to big a tree
You must have the old to give you the experience so that you can move into the new you, that new you will show you the way.
Very well said I missed this comment but glad to read it now. Thank you
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