I think about a lot of things.
And the times I allow myself to think, I sometimes begin to panic.
A myriad of thoughts. A plethora of emotions.
I’m lost in the labyrinth of my own complexities.
Where to go, where not to go.
What to do, and what not to do.
What to let go of, and what should be held dear.
My mind a whirlpool of possibilities. What ifs, and what nots.
If I open the door, how many more doors would open?
But If I open this door, would the windows also snap shut in effect?
I seek clarity more often that not, from the maze that engulfs me.
But more than anything, I seek peace.
I think about a lot of things.
How friendships spring forth from the unlikeliest of places.
How randomly casual ‘hi’s
Birth a euphony of lasting bonds.
The saviour in an identity you least expect.
Like an epiphany, I’m astounded by the euphoric sensations
Sweeping through me.
Home is no longer a building. It is now a person.
But if you cast your hopes on an entity as fallible as yourself.
Like, the Holy Book says, would woe not accrue to you?
For putting your trust in another man?
Building something immortal on a mere mortal?
I seek understanding more often than not, from the chaotic sands of logic and reason.
But more than anything, I seek peace.
I think about a lot of things.
How much of life I have yet to give.
And in the same vein, how much more love dwells within me.
And if I have anymore to spare.
The one I call my own tells me. No matter what happens,
I will always be a lover at heart.
A giver at my core.
A believer that picks up the pieces no matter how many times the porcelain jar breaks.
And yet I wonder, how much more of me remains?
For can you pour out of a jar of emptiness?
So, I start today to fill in, just as much as I bestow same.
Drawing joy from the wells of salvation.
Immersed in love by the people who shower me with love.
Being at home in my body, so much so, that if the dam breaks,
Yet again, might I add.
It will be a river of everything beautiful, everything pure, everything just, everything true.
I seek wisdom more often than not, from the tempting ditches in my path.
But more than anything, I seek peace.
And after an eternity of searching,
I finally got it.
And every thing else followed same.
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