I am between day and night
Divided by worlds that keep me confused about my future
I am overwhelmed by thoughts and questions that cause conflict to my spiritual being

Do I surrender to love
Or choose to hate?
Should I care to be amongst friends
Or embrace enemies?
Will I give and receive pleasure
Or settle for pain?
Can I explore unknown experiences, seek asylum
in silence or both?

Oh the seemingly long hours I am buoyant
Waiting and wanting to know...
Where When Who What How
Will I be?

What I know for sure is
"some things are best left unexplained"
As I am in Utero

Desta

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston