A Dozen Roses

For a friend

 

Oh, wounded child!

Will you bring roses to yourself?

Will you pick your own compassion,

Sunflowers of a great soul,

And nurture them

With your heart light?

Like a scabbed wound,

The emptiness festers

Where you have poured your life

Onto everyone but you.

Empty,

You lose the will to live.

Eat!

Eat the manna of your own soul,

Small voice that says

I am worthy

Of my own life.

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About Alix Moore

Alix Moore is a soul healer, a soul teacher, and a powerful channel for the wisdom and healing of the Archangels. She is passionate about helping lightworkers learn and heal so that they can fully embody their god/dess selves and fulfill their missions to serve and support the evolution of planet. Connect with Alix at www.yoursoulstruth.com
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One Response to A Dozen Roses

  1. Pat Cegan says:

    Small voice that says
    I am worthy
    Of my own life.

    You say it so simply with such power. Words to live by! hugs, pat

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