You are wonderful, and I know you already suspect that you are...
For that what you've came for, cant ever be nothing except full and beyond the definition of wonder.

I add this thought to the rainbow that's surrounding you in this moment.
Because it has color which gives joy.
And you are full of colors beyond recognizing names and labels.
We are the never ending meaning of joy, truly felt, so truly it cannot be distinguished from us.
So I'm giving this thought to you, it's where it belongs.
We are joy, each one living his own conquests.


I glim this words-rays towards the mother moon, because she also understands the deepness of our beauty.
Her fragrance commits great silence.
She beems towards us a shrine of silver leafs layed on blue velvet and scented nudity , where we can rest our emotionscapes.
So that emancipation of silence that's beeing played, can be allowed to reaches us and heal.
So that we may succumb in peace and prosperty of owning this right to be loved without doing anything.
Gently safe from our ignorance claws and tormented gilts.

Just rest and let yourself be loved.