My mind listens to storytelling deep in remembrance, gently observing layers and dimensions shaded from expression. I contemplate and breathe in. It seems. When perception shapes in disguise, my mind empowers navigation. Shame is illusive, dense, and blurry. Yet transparence comforts my soul. Blesses the burden with the compassion it deserves.
Perhaps there’s something pure hidden inside. Something original bears the weight of contradictions. like the sound of waterfall something clears and exhales, right now. My intentions were always unseen. A beautiful, invisible experience of conscience and intellect.
I ponder. My path was close to drowning in loss. Chasing idealism proved irrelevant. It takes a toll sometimes. Yet I know at the heart of broken perceptions, evil was sent away. I believe my mind and soul were destined to know each other when it’s meant to be.
Names, needs, vulnerability introduce beautiful change. What has passed is only a virtue of remembrance. The names are protected with Angelic serenity. The needs are intellectual armors of the brave. You secure your family when harmony and wellness are integrative achievements. You’re renewed when vulnerability becomes a space of clarity. You are in love with an alchemy that bonds emotion with the sacred journals.
Perhaps the parts we hide in ourselves are not meant to be spoken. Perhaps pain is something that channels to the heavens, turns into acceptance and patience, strangely immune your heart while letting your guard down. Your defense is safer when concealed in a Heavenly garden. You smile to people. You are spontaneous. You are apart of something real. Synchronizing with friendships. Synchronizing with soul-searching. Synchronizing with the grind. Your thoughts learn it should not own complete governance. Experience introduces beautiful variance. Growth dives into instillment, compassion, and serenity. You are in sync with the creation of your name.
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