I have come to the realisation that this is me- an inert body, just waiting to come forth from slumber - as a seed becomes a fruitful tree by devotion of natures hands. This me also has a potential intensity. An egg will simmer by the warmth of sun rays, be calmed by the rain and accelerated by outside natural happenings so it can become what it is meant to become.
Electricity changes from potential to kinetic energy, flows from the source - the bulb illuminates the home. This me is trapped by the shell of my own constructed interruptions forbidden of expression and creative intelligence.
My creation is non existing without energy flow and the will to create behind it. Hereafter, it's necessary that this expression must bloom for it's the only purpose of life.
So, what's yours?
Listen to your heart - the one who tells truth better in this world.
