How amazing it is
that when you clean your closet
you find things you lost, that you forgot you had.

Is it then
if you clean your mind
you will find memories you made but dint know existed?
And if you clean your heart
the love you never felt?

What do you think
is the oceans story?
Does it love
or hate the Sun and the shore?

The Sun is a lover, for sure
Which embraces and sinks in it everyday.
Only to rise again and die in its arms again.

Whereas the ocean eternally longs for the shore
But is it intense love
Or extreme hatred
to destroy it ?

There is a fire inside you
Like that of a rising sun.
You’re the promise of a new dawn
Like the purple and the orange of the setting sun.

You’re the sound of the Ocean
That can still be heard inside a shell
after a million days.
You’re the poem and the rhythm in it
And finer when they words don’t rhyme.

You are stronger than your past,
Stronger than your doubts
And even stronger than your fears.

You are more than what they tell you
And much more than you thought you could ever be.
You my dear, are beautiful and complete
Because the fire inside you is, YOU.