Lift
Gravity binds us all. But some more than others.
I think sadness killed my sister
She was so alive—full of life,
But her family could not be raised
By her buoyancy alone.
If the mind is in the dirt
The body focused only on
The terra beneath.
How can you extract those roots?
An effervescent soul lifts
The countenance of others
As long as they have their
Eyes and hopes set on the heavens.
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Thank you for coming here and walking through the garden of my mind. No day is as brilliant in its moment as it is gilded in memory. Embrace your experience and relish gorgeous recollection.
Into every life a little light will shine. Thank you for being my luminance in whatever capacity you may. Shine on, you brilliant souls!
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