I carry storms, that let me feel too much where others pass by untouched and untroubled by the same scene all over again,
I carry storms, and there are days I resent the kind of depth that once felt like a strange inheritance that you don’t even have choice,
I carry storms, because tenderness can become exhausting when the world keeps arriving unsoftened,
I carry storms, am I cursed by feeling these emotions deeply or I might also be called to use it well beneath ever pain, joy and failure,
I carry storms, and the answer to these questions might change within the day…
I see clearly, beauty where some see ordinary and sorrow where some see nothing worth pausing and realizing every bit of detail,
I see clearly, yet clarity can isolate itself when no one nearby recognizes what easily moved me,
I see clearly, and loneliness grows whenever language fails to translate what I know in my bones is beyond explainable in words but only in tears,
I see clearly, am I unmatched in understanding today, or have I mistaken a temporary absence of connection for permanent solitude,
I see clearly, while learning that not every witness speaks aloud, and not every form of understanding arrives through words I can immediately hear…
I face limits, because pain and struggle can feed one season of creation then ask too much of expectations for the next,
I face limits, seeing how wounds may open my inner deep wells yet also draining the strength I needed to return often,
I face limits, and I grieve the times survival suppressed so much from me that creation was forced to live on whatever remained in my burnt day…
I recognize my limitations, am I broken beyond use or simply needing gentler terms, ones that make room for effort, fatigue, and the slow pace of becoming,
I recognize my limitations, and choose endurance over legend now…
I recognize my limitations, for the strange gift hidden inside what has also made creative phase harder to enter,
I recognize my limitations, because what aches in me has often taught my hands where truth is buried,
I recognize my limitations, though I no longer participate to suffering and drama as the price for meaning and sense of connection,
I recognize my limitations, can I keep the wisdom and at the same time release the needless harm from the wound and failure,
I recognize my limitations, can I walk forward carrying less resentment than before, because every burden I release now becomes strength that cannot be token away from me as I spend on living with guidance…
Watchwords:
The answer changes hourly
Unmatched in company today
Choose endurance over legend
Keep the wisdom release harm
Less poison than before
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
