Be the sun after the storm
Not the maelstrom in full force
Lift things up in your life like a new breaking dawn
Don’t suck things down forever inward
Be the rainbow after the rain
Don’t allow your life to flow like a river down the drain
Be the beautiful birdsong
Don’t become the scream that echoes on and on
You are spirit, you are love
You create gold with every touch
Be the light and not the dark
Be the fresh new day and no longer the storm
Because you are loved so much.
fauxcroft 
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