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