Only after we've seen without, can we realize what holds within.
Only after we've realized what is outside, can the inside exist.
Two strands of reality, separated by none but insight.
Sometimes, the truth exists within, sometimes without.
Quietly tracing the old steps back, she stepped back into the reality.
It was difficult to hold on to the insight the last time.
Remembering her old path, she kept treading ahead,
Hoping that the guiding light will take her to dreams.
The beauty of the dreams remained, she had seem them before.
Not that they were new to her,
She was going to find a new self of her in them.
She isn't, wasn't and will not be dreaming, they're going to slowly take her where she belongs.
With the flame of faith and righteousness,
She kept walking, looking for that self of hers she imagined.
A mark of 10 years ahead in time, is what she kept tracing.
She was going to chase the best version of herself, today, tomorrow and in the years to come.
The best version will keep moving too,
in lines with her choices from the day.
The good thing is her eyes will keep looking out for it,
and remembering that one day, we'll get there.
There's beauty in not being alone,
Like someone out there is always looking out for you.
Making sure that you do the right thing today and tomorrow,
And when you fear, to remind you who you are. Fearless.
Stronger than yesterday, becoming everyday.
She kept herself aligned with her heart.
After all, her dreams is where it lead her,
completing her story, in parts.
Only after we've realized what is outside, can the inside exist.
Two strands of reality, separated by none but insight.
Sometimes, the truth exists within, sometimes without.
Quietly tracing the old steps back, she stepped back into the reality.
It was difficult to hold on to the insight the last time.
Remembering her old path, she kept treading ahead,
Hoping that the guiding light will take her to dreams.
The beauty of the dreams remained, she had seem them before.
Not that they were new to her,
She was going to find a new self of her in them.
She isn't, wasn't and will not be dreaming, they're going to slowly take her where she belongs.
With the flame of faith and righteousness,
She kept walking, looking for that self of hers she imagined.
A mark of 10 years ahead in time, is what she kept tracing.
She was going to chase the best version of herself, today, tomorrow and in the years to come.
The best version will keep moving too,
in lines with her choices from the day.
The good thing is her eyes will keep looking out for it,
and remembering that one day, we'll get there.
There's beauty in not being alone,
Like someone out there is always looking out for you.
Making sure that you do the right thing today and tomorrow,
And when you fear, to remind you who you are. Fearless.
Stronger than yesterday, becoming everyday.
She kept herself aligned with her heart.
After all, her dreams is where it lead her,
completing her story, in parts.
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Greetings. I enjoyed reading this poetic piece. Well done.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.
I always love reading what you write. Love this one as well. Beautifully written :)
ReplyDeleteI admire your pieces of writing to such an extent that, i always open up your blog when i get time to read something... I am glad to read what you write! I really wish you will over come, what ever bad (if any) in your life..!!
ReplyDeleteDreamscapes.
ReplyDeleteIts like you read my mind! You appear to know so muh about this, like you wrote the book in it or something.
ReplyDeleteI think that you could do with some pics to
drive the message home a little bit, but instead oof that, this is fantastic blog.
A great read. I wll certainly be back.