Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom.

Let your heart soar, So your soul may roar.

Feel the warmth in your chest, So you may rise to your best.

Don’t let yourself float away to the sun, Or your’ll miss the doubts you shun.

Let your head dream, So your eyes may gleam.

Feel the earth under your toes, So you may beat your foes.

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I love you baby 🖤

Don’t let yourself float away to the moon or uou will miss the flowers under your feet that bloom

Don’t gaze upon scars for they can not heal your scars

Don’t stare into the sun for it shall sheild you from the fun

Don’t get lost in the sky Or you will miss saying goodbye

Don’t run away to play Because before long you will never want to stay

Don’t lose sight of the light And continue to put up a fight

Never forget to shine And you will be fine

You may think there is a greater future up there But if you need to look, look here If you get to close to the stars, You’ll never know what’s been waiting down here for you

Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom Don’t say I didn’t warn you When your alones with you and yourself Because the moon is barren rock While here is where life thrives

You may think it’s not true That you have to stay grounded Because you want to be higher than everyone You don’t know the cost, but I do I think you know it’s true

Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom You can’t see the future You only see that torture

You look down at your feet Telling yourself to believe And a flower starts to bloom Then you here a boom It’s all in your head But you know it’s true

Then you say, Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom We walk that path together You know it’ll be forever You see that flower bloom Now you know it’s true

The present moment is all we sow. So don’t get caught reaping in the low. Let go of the noise, worries, and stress. For the mind is a maze that leads to distress. Don’t let yourself float away to the moon. Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom. Breathe in the silence and feel your skin. The answers we seek are already within. Don’t chase the future or linger in the past. Live in this moment while we have it at last. There’s two different things that we can be. Open your eyes and let your mind free. We are either the reactor or the adapter. And with every choice, we close a chapter.

Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom. Don’t miss the chance to fill your heart because you’re too busy trying to find the room. Don’t leave your faith anywhere on that path focusing too much on the formidable doom. And most importantly, make sure that you’re here today because it’ll all be gone real soon.

Front door ajar Shrugged aside by an insistent breeze Over restless surface of congealed cat food tins Boxes meant for recycling Bloom on trash bags like promises Smeary plastic dishes piled against The tide of unwashed forks Me curled like a shell Moored under my knit comforter hoping to float away

don’t let yourself float away to the moon or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom

you were so loving once, upon my bed i lay, feet kicking as you typed my doubt away as you called me beautiful as you called me yours i miss it

you were so perfect once, so perfect that it was easy to ignore how everyone around me hated you i wish you were still perfect maybe then i wouldn’t have had to say goodbye

you are my everything why aren’t i yours? you tell me that you’re doing your best, but your best was over the summer when i was everything to you when did i become nothing so unimportant that you stopped texting stopped calling

you said you were doing your best you said i just got used to it and now i want more i deserve more but i want you i want you to told me in yours arms and kiss me and tell me how much i matter to you but you forgot how

i took down all your pictures off my wall and it hurts to see how empty it is, that’s how my heart feels my mom tells me she loves me and i hate hearing it because it reminds me of how you’ll never say those words to me again i just wanted to be your everything because you are mine

i’m tired of the tears streaming down my cheeks i’m tired of feeling like this my heart aching my chest so tight it’s like i’ve forgotten how to breath i don’t how to sleep without your goodnight texts at night it was a mistake to say goodbye to you rationally i know it wasn’t but emotionally i crave you hate myself for letting you go

i let myself float away to the moon and now i miss the flowers that once blossomed under my feet and instead now melt to ash

In my youth, my feet were tied to the ground for but once a year.

Each summer, I was set free in the once-foreign mountains that quickly became the closest thing I'd ever had to call home.

I was the kid always lost in a daydream in history class wishing I was running through the pines, playing Capture the Flag with my summer camp friends instead of running down the sidewalk from the bus stop to my doorstep to get out of the rain before it could soak me to the bone.

My only goal in growing up was to escape; to leave that coastal town and find refuge in the mountains.

I had only ever seen my mountains in the summer when they were dusted with wildflowers and kissed by the sun all day long. That first winter was a harsh wake-up call. The wildflowers were replaced with snowflakes and the warm friendly company of the summer sun was replaced by the harsh bite of the winter wind. I was suddenly alone in the only place I'd ever been able to call home.

So I did what any desperate young person would do and I moved across the ocean. To a far-off land, I brought my 23 kg suitcases to chase a new mountain home. It was everything I thought I'd ever wanted but I had to leave too soon. And though I grew up a lot in those foreign mountains an ocean away, it wasn't enough to stop me from doing it again.

This is my third time running away to foreign mountains, I think I have it figured out. Don't let yourself float away to the moon in search of newer mountains that won't pack a winter bite. Or you'll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom while you're distracted looking for your new home. Home is where you are, where you plant your own wildflowers and make your own summer sunshine warmth.

So now I yearn for those first foreign mountains that will always be my favorite home. A piece of my heart lives in each of the mountains I have floated away to. And I feel at home in each, but nothing can compare to the first place you make your home and find yourself starting to bloom.

O luminoso sol pode até aquecer tua alma, Mas o frio interno é apenas tu quem podes enfrentar. A escuridão e a solidão são inevitáveis, então aprenda a conviver com elas. Há beleza no escuro, tanto quanto no silêncio. Assim como no sussuro do vento. O vento é preciso, sempre sopra em uma certa direção. Tu não precisas seguí-lo todas as vezes. Mas não esqueças de ouvir o que ele tem a dizer. Às vezes, os sussuros te contam segredos, basta escutar. Da mesma forma, não se deixe levar pela lua, a deslumbrante musa pálida. Ou perderás as flores, tão atraentes quanto, que florecem sob seus próprios pés.

Don’t let yourself float away to the moon, Or you’ll miss the flowers under your feet that bloom. The world beneath you is just as precious, As the stars above that seem endless.

Look down, feel the earth beneath your toes, Let your senses awaken, your curiosity grows. The scent of fresh soil, the touch of a petal, The sight of colors so vibrant and gentle.

Don’t get lost in the vastness of the sky, For there’s beauty on Earth you shouldn’t deny. The whisper of the wind in the trees, The laughter of children, the buzzing of bees.

Don’t let yourself drift too far from reality, For there’s magic in the present, in every little duality. The rustle of leaves, the warmth of the sun, The taste of raindrops, the feeling of being one.

So keep your feet firmly planted on the ground, And let yourself be in the moment, always around. The moon may be alluring, but don’t forget, The beauty of Earth is something you shouldn’t let.