Thinker.
Lost in the clouds.
Grounded in the truth.
Yet, what is my truth?
In search and hurry for the me
I’m meant to be,
but patience is what I keep
going back to to be the best me.
Second guess everything!
But it’s all love.
Love is everything.
Love. Is. Everything.
One day,
the moments will be present.
Constant battle with
the past, present, and future.
Never understand who
wins until later.
But that’s the beauty of life
and hindsight…
I do not need to understand everything.
Yes, that frustrates me, but
I know it to be true.
Light.
Mild and Free 