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
iii xv. 