I sit at my table and chair. I am content in my solitude. My laptop calls for me. Oh the hustle and bustle of our society requires us to be present at all times. There is no time to dawdle. Even on free days, we check emails and rush to beat the morning traffic while running errands. I look out the window. There is a daisy where leaves usually grow. A new sign of life. Invigorating and riveting for me to observe.

Why should I worry
at the much unexpected?
Unpredictable
The definition of life
only to be forgotten

Hello my dear friend,
I really appreciate
all your kind gestures
aimed to make me feel better ❤️
I hope you are treated well

Let’s go and explore
all the Universe offers,
experiencing
something new sounds really fun.
Come and enjoy it with me.

To the woman I’ve never met,
but the woman who loves me.
Forced to let me travel to a foreign country;
I am still yet to shiver my way
through the never-ending river.

So to contemplate:
must I choose between the mother who loves me from afar,
and the mother who has come to love me now?

Soon I may change my name.
If I discover the surname meant for me and make it mine,
shall I feel part of the family?

Is this to imply that I prefer her bubble over the sea,
that was once my world?
Is my continuous discovery something to regret?
Of the current,
My name reflects both.

A dilemma only I can solve
But not in the form of a simple equation or formula.

All I have for you, dear mama is,
We are like parallel lines.
We will not meet anytime soon.
The dot that connects us is invisible
But real in my heart.

Once upon a time,
we were strangers to each other,
but we love each other now.
As good friends of course,
working together as one.