I am afraid to move on, afraid of what lies ahead. How is it that where I want to be and what has come to me are not in agreement. I mean really, what is it that I am to become meanwhile I shudder at what I am, overlooking what is meant to be (but suddenly, what do I see?).
Metaphorically, it could be, maybe or someday rationally thought out of me. Life is in constant flux and in the flow of the day I always find a way.
Poetic at best, unlike the rest, but never do I see what is in front of me. I guess to be blinded purposely.
You may wonder, or maybe don’t even care, what it is I am laying before you, but take a few minutes to dig deep within and cultivate the presence of truth.
Truth is not always welcomed and certainly not embraced, yet it takes that breath of doubt away.
May this year as we seek to find we may come across that friend of mine.
My friend looks within and sees the depth of truth then unravels the ways of you.
Be kind and unwind then define that which respects the time.
Take a few and determine the rhythm which celebrates who you are and do.
Do that which you may think cannot develop and be.
Become that which you are destined to be and not because of me.
See that you can be because you are intrinsically meant to be.