Sol awakens from sleep Dreamy eyes fill with sunlight The horizon beckons

At a tender age, The crown covered by the duvet, A torch lit, accompanied me at night, Shhh!! Any shadows appearing under the door, Sketchbook, my favorite coloring pencils, my buddies- what fun I had, Curly lockets bobbing up and down, as if bowing to say hello, Ready, steady, go, pencils sharpened, My dream was materializing on crisp white paper, The visual in my mind dripped like liquid honey, energetically sliding to my fingers, It filled my sweetest nights; I was the director and producer, Lines and curves reproduced as I envisione, Aged textures, depth, towering strength, I could feel the energy unfurling, Calling it in magically, After about 10 days, on a walking trail, I spotted my beloved, Standing right in front of me, my Ancient Tree, just as imagined, I still embrace to this day, every moment I can, Not my own personal treehouse, only after I asked permission first. Our heart beat as one. WRITTEN BY ASCENDING UNIVERSAL BUTTERFLY🦋🦋🦋🦋

@Timothy Lenhart, 👏👏👏well deserved!

WALKING? NOTICING ~ PEERING REFLECTIONS The inner compass swivels, NORTH, SOUTH, EAST OR WEST, do I go? Rapidly the gaze scans like a robot, Compartmentalized cubbie holes marked by numerous labels, Walking through a human maze, The frame slows to a stuttering pace, Emotions arise like smoldering smoke, The sweetness and bitterness of current events, A film strip unravels; sounds boom: screams, delightful laughter, pain, and sorrow merge Proportions are shifting; the impact as it occurred, Pliable dimensions, just wanting to be caressed, Craving for attention, "Choose Me," Zooming and pulsating like a cinematic screen, Creatures huddled in dark corners, Little ones, reaching out their tiny hands, Fragrance wafting from freshly pruned roses, An empty swing, rocking backwards and forwards in the omnipresent breeze, Cradled and nurtured memories, are they mine or of an ancestral being? Swirling portals call the recipient's name, Echoes ping-ponging around my personal space, Changing shades of respective energies, Mimicking the brain's frequency and intercepting the mind's eye, The determination to allure, with false promises, and all that glitters, Ancestral and past lifetimes flash like lightning rods, I imagine growing roots in the Earth, grounding my vessel, Tendrils of vines reaching for Gaia's love, The luminosity of her crystalline heart brings a motherly embrace. Did I make the right decision, or was I taken in by the humdrum of the surrounding world? What's done is done; I won't let past choices lead me astray; the world is my oyster, and I will not be defined by yesterday! WRITTEN BY ASCENDING UNIVERSAL BUTTERFLY🦋 🦋 🦋 🦋 🦋