Dear Moon;
What am I?
You, my dear child, are a glistening pearl.
Where did I come from?
A far galaxy, shaped as a tree.
Do I need a mood stabilizer medication?
No, you need to listen. Listen to your guidance, It is easier than you think.
We are created equal, as sensitive as a fish. Your insides are jelly. Like those of a transparent kind.
Your tentacles are your feelers more sensitive than you know, They work well for you, just listen to them.
My dear, you are as sensitive as a cats whisker, the vibrations of a slight breeze bring much knowledge to you. We are always here for you, bellowing in. You take us in as though you are a sponge. Your porousness allows you to breathe us in. You have had a difficult time breathing in in your toxic environment. This is normal. You have bared much darkness. We hear what you say to yourself, we wish for you to feel kindness towards yourself. In times of desperation, this is why you run. You fill up and release faster when you move. When you become anxious, you must do as the jellies do. Suck in the life around you and propel forward. You are ready.
Life really is cosmic soup. The ocean is your air, and you its jellyfish. You wear your insides on your outsides.
You are easily swayed by the tides and currents, you need not know where you are.
Just know that we are with you. I am ever on your shoulder.
Feel the wind. Listen deep. Its is simpler than you think.
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