Celebrating the rising sun....
A wooded path into the unknown is where am reborn. The trees are my grandparents, my mother, my father, my sisters, and my friends. The trees are everyone that I have ever known. I celebrate the rising sun which blesses our home with eternal life. The sun is the vampire of planets, our ruler, and our god. I dance to the sun which will continue to shine long after I am gone. I dance to the sun which will forever gift others with the ground I walk on, the flowers I lay upon, and the trees who are my world and the air that I breathe. Dance for the sun while you are here, because nothing exists without it.
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The Tourist
Greetings and salutations, I’m Kristin & I love to explore abandoned locations to haunted places, create video photos, play piano, acoustic guitar, and paint. I just launched a new business www.SageHavenSpirits.com
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Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
The ocean tides replenish my soul. The sun sets me free. This day is unlike most days where I am forbidden to be me. Day after day, I sit alone in this old shed. The sun rises and falls as I dream of better days ahead. Those days that I dream for are what you see, the ocean and the sun set me free. It won’t be long before the sky turns black and I know there will be trouble when I get back. I don’t have any friends and I am always alone, but those loud rings continue to echo from him on my phone. As I sit here again in this rickety old shed, I will continue to dream of the sun and the gorgeous hues of red. I want to feel alive, I want to feel the sun. I am like every other girl too...we just wanna have fun.
By The Tourist3 years ago in Poets
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