Rainbird

- change is inevitable - growth is optional -

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Just breathe. Sometimes that's all you need to do for the moment. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. ...

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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Drowning in liquid thoughts and watery feelings...

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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The two most relieving feelings on earth: crying an laughing.

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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I thought that I had lost myself. That I went somewhere and did not find my way back. So much has happened. But in the end, I guess, I simply changed, I grew. That realisation is very calming to me, because it means I’m still there, just slightly different…

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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What a healing and at the same time breaking thing to depend on - time

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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HALFWAY VISIBLE

you are the sun

i am the moon

always shining through your light

only halfway visible

a flickering

a changing shadow

or maybe

i am the earth

spinning around the beating

in your chest

- rainbird

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Where do I belong when my thoughts find no home in this mind and neither does my heart in this body or this body on earth?

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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I know that I will lose the fight but I hold my heart. I hold it tight.

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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People that feel like sunshine and are deep as the ocean are my favorite.

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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I am who I am who I am...

You asked me once who I am and, oh Honey, you couldn’t have asked me something more difficult. Because, you know, we’re changing with the wind, just so quickly. So instead of giving you a fixed definition of myself I’m going to tell you a few things and if you listen carefully you might create your own transitory picture.

I am the one that drowns in poems and gets lost in her mind a lot. I stay up until 4am to finish that very book I just started. I am staying in the car until the playing song is finished and I like philosophical talks under a starry night sky. I am gently falling in love with strangers because of a few kind words, a deep eye conctact or a simple, genuine gesture. 

The smell of earth and the walk through a sunflower field are very calming to me. On some days I am living so silently that I seem to dissapear, I then am observing a lot and I am probably seeing and hearing more than you’d believe. strangers think I’m quiet, my friends say I never shut up.

I like my hair messy and my hands covered in paint. I love the touch of waves on my ankles while my feet are sinking into the wet sand. In summer I’m still looking up to the sky dreaming about lying on those big, fluffy clouds. The feeling of gently falling asleep and the taste of cinnamon seem lovely to me. Dancing barefoot in the rain makes me feel the most alive and there is nothing more pleasant to my ears than the sound of childish laughter. I like being sensitive, that I am able to experience a tremendous amount of emotions that reach deeper than the ocean. Feeling so very intensely brings great suffering but just as much joy. Sometimes I’m heavily sad, sometimes I’m crying out of happiness. I am very grateful. I am me. There is nothing wrong with being yourself. Actually, it is the most beautiful and honest thing you can do. So Darling, tell me? Who am I to you?

- rainbird

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HOW IT GOES

you mistreated my silence

when internally I was fighting

I felt helpless

and didn’t know

that you were reckless enough

to steal away my thoughts

I was thirsty

and lonely for so long

caught up in all these doubts

too eager to find someone to talk to

something I could hold onto

a spirit

kindred and warm

someone to hold me tight

when I am freezing

not sleeping at night

that’s where it went all wrong

I didn’t say yes but neither said I no

then I guess

that’s how it goes

- rainbird

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Our bodies and outer appearances are such a poor substitude to the extension of our inner worlds.

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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It's all about those painted skies...

a rainbird’s sunsetthoughts

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Today I let go of the winter inside me.

rainbird, something I told myself on April 1st

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OCEANGIRL

her eyes are blue as the calm sea

but behind her smile 

the storm is free

her mind is cloudy

her soul is wise

barefoot she walks

over sunny skies

I hope she knows her worth

and impact on the world

she is the one that genuinely laughs

is everybody’s but still no one’s girl

she is the one that dreams

with a temper wide awake

and at night

she swims in starry lakes

she wanders through worlds

but knows how to be

on earth with a spirit 

that’s belonging yet free

- rainbird, poem about a lovely friend of mine ♥