Sometimes our strengths lie beneath the surface…
Do we let “it” come find us?
Or do we find “it?”
Go ahead bang the drum…listen to its distinct beat.
Bu-dum-bu-dum-bu-dummmmm!
Choose the crescendo and hear the flute and the lyre.
Let the ocean waters carry vibrations afar to the sea.
Begin your voyage and enjoy the journey.
Be the oar, be the drum, be the beat.
Be the beautiful feathers splashing about.
Face those fears, childhood monsters, and broken hidden angst…
Allow the ancient baths and sage smoke to cleanse your soul…
Let “it” find you…because “it” WILL find you.
just remember…
“IT” is your mother’s Inner Strength born out of LOVE that truly defines you!
My mother Manuela who is in heaven.
Doris corro
Que hermosa mi madre Love this picture of her … siempre en mi mente y mi corazon … la extraño tanto pero ella siempre me cuida es mi Ángel siempre está conmigo… besos hasta el cielo … beautiful poem sis you make us all proud every single day … Dad and Mom are blessing you from above … love you … thanks for sharing with us 😘❤️❤️
drmaidamascorro
Yes she is our angel and you too Bless us with your gifts!! 😘😘 Love you