It was a matter of the light of course, I could see more clearly the beauty of our world,
and the value of people so different than I am….amazing colors and heartsongs.
So it was no surprise when I let the shifting begin, I was saying no to so many cultural ideas of doctrines,
and drama…saying no to people blinded by their own ideas, prejudice in so many ways, running through their blood. My own heartsong changed over time.
And that’s really how I became more accepting of people, although certain codes will always be true,
I’m different from who I was, a more benevolent spirit I guess, with a few swirls of silver now.
Hoping and wishing, everyone finds their own wings….and who they truly are.
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