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Gypsy Aurora Musings

where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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The Serenity of Letting Go

When I let go of the rope I felt free I didn't realize I had been confined by my own controlling I'd been holding it frantically, panicked Everything needed to be perfectly orchestrated, just so I couldn't see that by... Continue Reading →

Burning Empowerment

Opening the book of my life I see so many rough pages, tattered, torn, ripped and worn out. But there's more to this book. Those are only a section of it. There are other pages, crisp, neat writing, detailing happy... Continue Reading →

Desires

As I looked up and felt the warm sun on my face, I felt content, I didn't want to leave Don't make me go back, my heart pleaded I just want to enjoy this freedom longer I want to sit... Continue Reading →

Pen Scratches

As the pen scratched across the page, I felt empowered, stepping back into me, one word at a time Knowing this is the path I'm meant for Feeling the words in my bones Words leaping onto the page from my... Continue Reading →

Staircase Journey

When I stood at the bottom of the staircase I felt nervous, where did it lead? What was I getting myself into? I could not see the top but I felt drawn to ascend it anyway When I stepped on... Continue Reading →

Book of the Year

When I opened the new book of the year I was excited I could feel the energy radiating from it with all the potential I was filled with hopes and dreams and ideas I couldn't write them all down fast... Continue Reading →

When I Open My Heart To Love – part two

When I open my heart to love I feel unsure and almost close it back up again I've been hurt so many times before But I don't want my heart to grow cold Turn to ice with a wall around... Continue Reading →

Open My Heart to Love

When I opened my heart to love I felt my world expand My body felt lighter I wasn't lost in my own mind My mind, usually lost spinning But when I opened my heart to love I saw the blue... Continue Reading →

Book of My Life

When I open the book of my life The pages await I scan through the pages Scribbled in a hurry is some of my writing Some I don't even recognize as mine And seem to be written by someone else... Continue Reading →

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