Vibrant choices paint my canvas, day's new light,
where pathways branch, and shadows dance in fear.
Each breath: a stroke on love's palette, bold and bright.
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That flutter in your stomach, moths of fears alight,
Stand in the way, diluting moments held so dear,
Vibrant choices paint my canvas, day's new light.
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Can we trust what we see, discern the wrong from right?
So often I've looked back, challenged to hold dear
each breath: a stroke on love's palette, bold and bright.
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So easy to hide, embraced by fight or flight,
Are the paths we choose of love or ones of fear?
Vibrant choices paint my canvas, day's new light.
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Heart-centered or lurking thoughts, companions in our soul's fight,
compel us to confront unease, to engineer
each breath: a stroke on love's palette, bold and bright.
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May you and I, to all the world's delight,
Listen to our hearts, renounce that anxious steer.
Vibrant choices paint my canvas, day's new light.
Each breath: a stroke on love's palette, bold and bright.
About the Creator
Emmy B
I write some of my truths, and use words to weave stories and ideas together. Writing is a passion and an outlet for me and I hope to inspire, challenge, or simply be a reflection of others's experiences - to make people feel seen!
Comments (1)
I love this poem! Especially this part 'So easy to hide, embraced by fight or flight, Are the paths we choose of love or ones of fear?' 💘💯