post-run

5.30.21.

earbuds in,

cord hanging loose,

music blaring:

I observe the scenery.

Somber faces

on auto-pilot.

I wonder if my own face

appears as detached or curious

as I would hope.

I concentrate on my

movement,

and ruminate on my

growth.

the past years have been

sessions on defining boundaries.

why do I seek anything in others when I can

give back to my self?

the fear is melting from my

conditioning. I think in Freedom,

but still walk in Hesitation.

balance is achievable.

self-acceptance has

arrived.

welcome to the soul

behind the vessel.

اهلا عزيزي

Published by Jaz

xxxx.

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