
This echo in my head,
Who will I be?
Whispering, can you hear me?
Are you ready to leave it all behind?
The road lead home, but some place you've never been
Cascades of wall leave no where to turn, just in
And the time has come
Here we begin
Strip. Leave it all. It's not you.
Be sure, stand tall
The door is open. Step in
At first you don't see, just feel
Filling every space within you
Soft grass beneath my feet
And a pulse connecting me to the beat
Effortlessly meeting the first tree
Vibrating orange
It envelops me
"This is your gift"
And as I leave
I find in my palms
The seed of creativity
I am the creator
I'll nurture this belief
Like sweet water my soul flows
Taking me beyond what I've ever known
I dance, I play, I create
Like this is my fate, I lean in
I can't see the end, but maybe that's the point
Teaching me to let go, embrace the unknown
It's not about what I can show
It's how I move, listening to the wind
I find my groove, making magic wherever I go
About the Creator
Kyrra Catherine
Kyrra is a student of life. She loves to go into the deepths and explore, then finding ways to express her discoveries.


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