There are times I feel as subtle as a beam of light, travelling
so fast, carrying nothing.
There are times I feel as deadly as a thorn, hidden in the
beauty of a flower.
There are times I feel crawling like a caterpillar, but knowing
at some point I will become a butterfly, and spread my wings.
There are times I feel small as an ant, but driven by strength
and sense of direction.
There are times I feel as wavy as the sea... Ah
the sea waves... Pure life impetus.
There are times I feel as blind as a new-born baby, but with
senses expanding to new directions.
There are times I feel as lost as the wind, but always reaching
the right destiny as it should.
There are times I feel alien, and yet so familiar with all the
elements surrounding my existence.
There are times I feel lonely but embraced by so much energy and
purpose.
There are times of darkness too, and yet my biggest learnings
have come from moments of darkness.
There are times I think about giving up, but then I think about
love, passion, and realise how life is worth every breath... I feel grateful
for all these times, times of self-discovering!
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Giselle, who is this beautiful thing?
Pure Magic
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