Someone told me a story about a child,
guess Peter Pan was right,
joy can be found after dying alive.

Life, but you’re so insignificant and small.
Hero, but the real joy comes after death,
light finds to way to survive even in the despairing nights.

Just a little bit of fire left inside
melting sadness permafrost,
steering love in those chocolate eyes,
a blessing in disguise, ready for the joy after dye.

White and light spell, balance in the dark.
Ying and yang, oh, the life you're mine to command!
Being the Merlin and the words are mine wand,
the power of creation and destruction.

World, hear these words forged
by the healing chaos and the rainbow — aim for action
with the highest intention. In the name of love
choose to accept and embrace your darker self.

Peter Pan was definitely right — stay child inside out,
standing on the ground, underneath the Sun
to make friends with your own shadow self.

#poetry #mentalhealth #selflove #spirituality     
#childofnature 

Joy after dying


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