We need to stop analyzing the past,
Let go of planning the future,
Quit trying to define every feeling,
Or control exactly what we want and when.

Sometimes, we just need to stop,
And see what happens.

Because what we learn, and who we become,
In the process of waiting,
Is often more important than the thing we were actually waiting for.

One cosmos,
Countless planets,
One hundred and ninety-five countries,
Eighteen thousand islands,
Seven vast oceans—

And somehow, I found you.

Attract what you expect,
Express what you desire,
Become what you respect,
Embody what you admire.

She once thought she wanted to be a poet,
But deep down,
She knew—
She wanted to be a poem.