peyton elise.

i find beauty in the hurt.

i seek elegance in the mundane.

i create stories in the daily’s.

i gain strength in the waiting.

quirks and spilled coffee.

revelations and happy tears.

— i feel deeply.

vision and declarations.

chamomile and vanilla.

— i love fully.

monday’s and planning.

the moon and yellow.

— i think with intensity.

although the heartache brought ashes to the ground

beneath my bare-feet,

beauty found it’s way into my beaten path

and hindered my plans to sulk sweetly.

my existence reins on the sinking sand

and step by step, i found myself

mumbling prayers of hope

and petitions of tomorrow.

i claim the footsteps that lead me here,

i gathered the pin drops from every location

that brought courage into the mystery

of my story.

i am found.

i am whole.

i am true.

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