rhythm divine

I feel inspired to write down my current state of mind. What I’m experiencing right now is a mix of emotions—gratitude for life, yet coming from someone who has a stone heart and struggles to show love. It feels awkward and timid. To express it fully, I need to pause and see what unfolds next.

Judgment feels like a cage—a prison cell. But, as they say, some birds aren't meant to be caged. Their feathers are just too bright. That metaphor feels liberating. Some people, for instance, aren't meant to be confined by marriage. They are free spirits. That doesn't mean they're all over the place—of course not. It's just a belief system. Each individual has their own, and it shapes how they choose to live.

What I really admire is having a realistic perspective on the world. On this journey, I finally feel clarity instead of confusion about who I’m becoming. My conclusion about life is that it’s uncertain—because life is a journey, an adventure. You never truly know what’s next. You groove and dance because you're enjoying the sensations of being human. It’s fun, isn’t it?

But it’s also hard—just to live. Guilt and shame are prisons, and you're not meant to stay in them. They're mental constructs, created when your ego hijacks you. I've been caught in them many times. But you know what’s beautiful? Time and pressure can set you free.

To be a free spirit is to live without attachment or contract. There is a deep sense of gratitude in that kind of life. You don’t owe anyone. Gratitude is not a debt—it’s a gift. It's all in your mind. You think you owe something because you feel grateful. But really, you just need to be kind, help out, and keep living. Some things are better left unsaid. Just live.

So, I wrote a poem that speaks my heart. To my stargazer:

"In twilight's hush, where shadows dance and play,

A melancholy melody whispers low, 

Enchanting senses worn by time's decay,

Should I surrender to the sorrow's gentle flow?

Should I let down walls that guard my heart,

And let the tides of feeling tear them apart?

Lost in the depths of this haunting refrain,

I search for solace, and a love that remains. 

In a world of veils and hidden truths,

I conceal my face, a guarded youth. 

Yet, with you, I dive into the deep,

For revelations of the soul, in secrets we keep.

In moonlit whispers, our hearts entwine,

A dance of shadows, a rhythm divine. 

By fleeting glance, our true selves reveal, 

In the silence, our deepest truths we feel.