Pink Lemonade –
By Diana Arco
Searching for some memories of the past
Navigating the thoughts of my own time
Embracing the understanding
Of my own energy and its doubts
I let the rain of my own love
To bath me from hair to toes.
So I drink to my health
Savoring a pink lemonade,
Ice cubes refreshing me plenty
Losing myself in its sweetness.
Then I nod my head gently
And I breath out my hopes.
This is me
Within and out from my own truth.
So I declare firm :
“I’m here, I’m there, I’am nowhere..
I belong, I’am free, I’am love…
I do, I did, I didn’t, I do…
I listen, I speak, I shout, I’am mute…
I think, I wonder, I know, I’m ignorant…
And the days don’t go by themselves.
“All The Light, Life, Love, And Freedom From The Heart And Soul.”
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