in eternal embrace

this dent is the result.

it is the effect from endless churning and
unmindful chaos in dark spaces of my choices.
it whispers to me the weight of the thoughts i aimed so
carelessly towards a particular point
in the core of my being,
now shaped to carry and sag;
it whispered so painfully i stopped
and finally listened.

the dent is the result of my self-betrayal
and urges me to push it
outwards
and release.

release.

there are many ways
to conquer fearlessly,
and bring up a shield against
the waning days that loom over
and taunt; to conquer until their
contours eventually bow to your heavy demise
and let you flourish towards self-healing
in your own time.

courage is beautiful when it rests in the curve of your palm
and the shine of your eyes,
for the world will begin to grow under a brighter light.

i have learnt to understand the fine line
between the merge of everything and nothing,
to choose which side of the line
to ground myself.

i see the world in its entirety.

i caress the skin of each energy that surrounds me,
like a lover, like family, like a friend;
recognising the smooth marble textures of the dim and low that
makes me shiver, to the velvet warmth that glow and
fill me with gracious, all-encompassing joy.

i learn to be wakeful,
under the tired skies of a slumbering season,
embracing the patient, watchful steps i take
alongside time,
guarded at first, until i can find enough momentum
to hold its hand and run with it.

i believe in eternal life
and respect that i will not be able
to see the whole of it through my conscious being,
in this skin i am wearing.

i let the rest remain a mystery
for the lives after mine to experience
what my innermost subconscious will carry on living
after my mind will have long
unlatched from my tangible state of being.

this is eternal,
but my body is not,
so i will nurture all i have
to grow to their full potential and learn to be wholesome;
to exist in the entirety of my life;
on the fine line between the merge of
everything and nothing
i choose to live with everything,
and exist amongst.

i kiss the light of love
thanking it for its presence
so constant,
in such ever-changing passages
and believe,
that there is a reason
i have connected with threads i have learnt to tie eternal knots with,
the threads of life i have crossed over, entangled with,
stretched on, laughed with, cried for,
felt intense emotions of both extremities towards…

what i own within my emotional depth,
is a gift,
so i cherish it dearly
and learn to use it to bring me light,
not shed darkness or
hurt to the subconscious path of my soul,
where all should be effervescent and
passionately on fire.

for life should be effervescent and
passionately on fire.


always.