Happy

I used to write my art

made it really, really dark

But now I'm kind of happy

Fucking up but not judging me

Only lessons and blessings to see

The roots that are grounding my tree

Growing and glowing

No matter the wind blowing

Grateful for this life

For the ease and the strife

For the gift of breath

For the seed of the heartbeat

That is called 'Love'

Food for the soul

For me that is enough

MotherHustler