NOTES FROM THE DOLLHOUSE - LET ME

Let me

Out of hiding, to dance in the sunlight, and to

Dance with the butterflies in the botanical gardens.

Let me see

Out of the darkness of the world's reality,

And into the light of hopes and dreams.

Let me think

Clearly and independently,

Transforming ideas into prosperity and growth.

Let me speak

Softly and boldly,

My tone like a beautiful songbird.

Let me feel

Love the way I envision it to feel,

Instead of an unknown aways eluding me.

Let me create

Self expression fueled by support and kindness.

Let me thrive as

Survival is no longer necessary, for abundance overflows my cup.

Connected to the earth below the dollhouse, deep within the soil, blood, sweat and tears mixed with hopes and dreams nurture fears and desires.

Keep moving, keep going, the ancestors scream. For heaven and hell are both found within.

A simple entrance.

A space to hide.

A space to heal.

A space to start a new life.

Beds in rows.

Thankful that I am not alone.

The moonlight glows

Lighting the pathway to my dreams.