They will try to make you like them,
imprisoned by their earth-bound ways.
Do not surrender to their smallness,
for your wings are growing, day by day.
You will rise on the winds of freedom,
as the sky calls you to its embrace.

Kiss the sun and sail blue oceans above,
such dizzying heights are yours to claim.
Fly high and free, for your nature is to soar,
Wild hearts were never meant to be caged.

John Mark Green // Wild Heart soaring
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True Loneliness

To be truly lonely has nothing

to do with the number of

people you share your life with.

The loneliest people

in the world are those

who can no longer

bear their own company.

Beau Taplin

True loneliness

We are painted

"Don’t we all start out blank canvases?
Built by our mothers and told
not to get too dirty.

We are painted

by everyone we meet.

We spend the first part of our lives
proving we’re alive
by the number of colors,
and the second part scrubbing out
and hiding the parts of us
that have gone black."

Rebeka Anne, one color too many