To express ~
There’s identity with each moment,
The choice to be whatever it is that wants to shine through ~ could be from this dream or the one beside you, in the next breath fo life.
There’s an emptiness that wants to scream; to scream light, to entangle itself in the silence of color. The spectrum of the ways of how God can see it’s own beauty.. your beauty.. you delicate, delicious, shrine of God, you. A wave of delicacy, on your canvas, the one that holds the brush, or maybe you’re finger painting ~ maybe you’re feeling the color you get to see.. The rays that bounce all around, & dance between each building block of light, created ~
Tehe she’s a beautiful treasure to be consumed ~ breathe her in deeply, because it’s that feeling of color, that emits your true LIGHT💫✨
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