As the curtains in my room are drawn, the light shatters through the glass, piercing my eyelids intensely enough to rattle a soul ! The beam of light like an impulse injects my brain activating my sensor to the living world around me! Then I lie in bed contemplating my fate and weighing my ambition. The desire of having more and more creeps up my spine. I look around noticing my acquisitions and not a thing looks familiar but for my naked body which endures with me every infliction. The birds, the city, the sounds call out to my greed, shattering all hope of tranquility. The soap on my body unable to wash the stains of my past. The perfume of yesterday still hard to forget, making hope and fear challenge to overcome.The cereal bowl lacks the flavour my heart craves. Ah ! Yes, my heart, my beautiful heart, how I have burdened you with these feelings and crippled emotions, making you weaker with every encounter of mine. You crave for me more than I am capable off with your resilience and capacity to give my foundation its grounding after every defeat. You choose for me a moment in which I am fearless, strong and peaceful yet, I discard your advances for the illusions of mindful promises. How foolish I am not to recognise the music and be lead by you. I wish to dance not feeling but just allowing my heart it's reason !
The sound of my heart.
As the curtains in my room are drawn, the light shatters through the glass, piercing my eyelids intensely enough to rattle a soul ! The beam of light like an impulse injects my brain activating my sensor to the living world around me! Then I lie in bed contemplating my fate and weighing my ambition. The desire of having more and more creeps up my spine. I look around noticing my acquisitions and not a thing looks familiar but for my naked body which endures with me every infliction. The birds, the city, the sounds call out to my greed, shattering all hope of tranquility. The soap on my body unable to wash the stains of my past. The perfume of yesterday still hard to forget, making hope and fear challenge to overcome.The cereal bowl lacks the flavour my heart craves. Ah ! Yes, my heart, my beautiful heart, how I have burdened you with these feelings and crippled emotions, making you weaker with every encounter of mine. You crave for me more than I am capable off with your resilience and capacity to give my foundation its grounding after every defeat. You choose for me a moment in which I am fearless, strong and peaceful yet, I discard your advances for the illusions of mindful promises. How foolish I am not to recognise the music and be lead by you. I wish to dance not feeling but just allowing my heart it's reason !
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