The strong earth holds me.
Feet planted firmly, I’m safe.
Love keeps me grounded.
The fierce ocean stirs.
Carving even rocks, it moves.
Flowing without end.
The air fills my lungs.
Sings a song for you alone.
Communication.
The passion of fire.
The flame, even an ember.
Always burns for you.
About the Creator
Jamie Callaghan
Punk.Hippie.Pirate
My teenage aol screen name unknowingly summed me up perfectly. Rebellious & Musical, Nature Lover, Boat Captain.
Exploring and reconnecting with myself through my words. Holding space. Showing grace. Shining.
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