This is not a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.

This is not romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.

All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.

Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.

I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.

This is a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.

This is romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.

All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.

Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.

I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.
I think-

— c.s wondering

Hum.
Existence
hums with
energy.
Hums with
resonance.
Resonance
deep with
information,
meaning.
Information
generated
from the
beginning.
Programed,
full of
vibration.
Full of
possibility,
intention.
All,
baked
into the
cake.
Evolving
out,
creating
new.
Existence,
personal
existen­ce.
Folded in.
Part of
equation,
intention.
Being
around
to view.
A gift,
beyond
understanding.

When life gets
so incredibly
lonely on the inside,
step outside...
In awe, there is no
loneliness
only the steady pulse
of nature's applause

Soul is only soul
If mind is not foul
Mind is only mind
If soul is not blind