Saw a dark horse one morning,

a dark horse walking through the suburbs.

In the mist, it was moving slowly

as I asked myself:

Where did it come from?

Where does it go?

The dark horse walking through the suburbs…

It’s looking for home

tryin’ to find back

where it belongs –

tryin’ to find its pack.

In life,

we find ourselves searching.

Searching for answers

trying to find where we belong.

I know my place is

within a song.

A song gives us

the fleedom

that we all long.

To find your tribe –

seek people with whom you jive,

people who share

what you feel inside.

Songs give us comfort,

they give us peace –

help us connect:

sing 🎤 to the beat!

We’re all in this life together

as it’s fragile as a feather.

It’s always good to get together

in most any kind of weather.

Weather changes every day:

your thoughts and actions,

your vibe-alog –

make sure you take good care

of those around you and share

that…

A song is a playful way

to share love with the world

and brighten the day –

Find your inner song

and don’t forget to pray!

Love unconditionally yours,

✨Evana.

Be Blessed Past a Hundred and One…

Don’t let your heart ♥️ go numb –

you will be blessed past a Hundred and One;

you know in your heart you are the only one

that can make your life as bright as the sun ☀️

The sun is already waiting for you:

a thousand blessings and a billion more -💫

there is no end to your sun

it is golden in your core. 🌟

Once you’ve exposed it from deep inside,

there’s no more hiding behind your smile.

All of these years you have buried inside,

a beautiful you that’s full of pride.

Build more bridges and less walls,

know your limits and stand tall,

stay the course and let God guide,

he’s in charge right at your side.

And remember when you’re low,

waves 🌊 of life are ebb and flow –

it’s nature’s music – let it go!

Be a blessing, no need stressing –

for what you put into this world

will come back a thousand fold again

and is only a win –

if we lay down all of our life of sin

and surrender it all to him.

In the end, we are all kin:

meant to lead the weary and those burdened,

we are all from the same mold –

let’s get out from the cold,

out of the mess and learn from each other:

Stress less, love more and be friends with your

sister and brother.

🫶Bless and be blessed,

Evana.

Evana.

WE ARE ONE

~ by E. Lang

Mother Earth needs Us.

Connect the Dots,

Get Up and Trust!

Our Mother Earth Needs Us,

why don’t you think that’s just –

we’re all here together,

in each and every weather –

we’re not made to rust,

nor turn to leather –

Our Earth needs Us,

in God we Trust.

Don’t care about black or white,

blue or red –

rather think about life –

than death.

Let’s put our differences to rest –

that’s our Earth at its best!

Get Up! Stand Up! Speak Up!

for You, for Me, for ALL.

We don’t have to listen

to the chatter

as the world continues

to fabricate the matter –

it’s your choice

to either listen

or follow in the wallow

of yet another swallowed.

What truly makes change

are the people

who help rearrange

the furniture in the house.

Stir it Up, Shake it Up,

gently Disrupt.

Fight for our Change –

Fill Your Cup

and Buckle Up!

The Angels agree,

the planets align,

what is new? what is new?

Something quite

divine!

This Earth is All Yours And All Mine,

Let’s treat it like our Mother

and shine!

If we, we, we the people

could change, change , change the world.

Namaste,

WE ARE ONE

Blessings,

Evana.

P.S.:

We’re just some humans passing through,

we’ve made mistakes like all of You,

Life is brief and time’s a thief –

as a dot we come, we leave as dust –

Together – We Are One.

I’m not a squeaky wheel –

I come as quiet thunder,

to our creator I kneel

to free the spell

we’re under.

The mixing bowl

is ours to change:

a teaspoon hope,

a cup of love –

a pint forgiveness

and trust above.

If we, we, we

the people

can change, change, change

the world.

Let’s close the face

of paranoia,

and start the chain

of understand.

Let’s strengthen not weaken

our ground –

at least we can

slow it down

I’m not a squeaky wheel –

I come as quiet thunder,

to our creator I kneel

to free the spell

we’re under.

Keep shining brightly,

Evana.