Truth

When speaking your truth, you start toopen new worlds you never knew existed before. More and more truths start to show themselves, allowing us to really know what truth is.

My Truth is
Unconditional LOVE
for all in existence,
as all is everything,
and we are all that exists.
My truth is spoken
in the soft winds
rustling in the trees.
My truth is
the birds singing
sweet lullaby's of love.
My truth
spreads it's wings
and flies through the skies,
allowing the clouds
a peek into my divinity,
as all is Divine,
in it's own order,
feelings,
and understandings.
We are.
I AM.
Pure source Magick.

© 2020 Heather Rodwell

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Chris Shaw

I like your kind of truth. Pleasantly descriptive with some lovely imagery. Nicely penned.

Chris

Posted 5 Years Ago

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Heather Rodwell

Cape Town, South Africa

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As a normal human being would, I'd do things, see people and go places. Yet I see everything in a different light. I watched my grandfather die, and instead of crying, I was inspired. I have a morbid .. more..