My nature-born gifts are stirring inside
Looking for expression
Let your light shine for all to see
Let the aching of your unexpressed voice
Find a home on this earth plane
Let the fulfillment of speaking your truth
Bare unbelievable fruit
Expanding from a mustered seed to a tree
Where other Souls can find rest
And enjoy the abundance of life
Open your mouth & speak
Open your heart & give expression
To what is hidden inside of you
Let the light reveal the darkness
Let the darkness disappear within the light
My heart is on fire
It’s time to shout from the mountain top
My heart is on fire
Give the gift that keeps giving
My heart is on fire
Let all wisdom keepers arise
My heart is on fire
Let beauty arise from the ashes
My heart is on fire
Arise my dear ones, Arise
It is safe to be YOU.
About the Creator
Keroy King
Hey there, welcome to my page. I love dancing with word. Hope you find my writings uplifting.
I have authored several books including "Divine Soul Whispers" book series.
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