Be gentle with yourself.
Life rolls in waves, reflections, refractions,
Diffractions, and interferences.
You are an expression, an image,
A music and some lyrics.
Imagination is that brush
Of your pen and instrument.

Still remember
The most beautiful music
Has moments of silence.
Even the quiet times
Are meant to be
As valued as the high ones.
Inside those gaps
We create something new.

Have patience for your own growth.
Like a tree,
You have your seasons of bloom
There are times
When you shed leaves
And others when you stand still.
Its roots go deeper than it is aware,
And this life is anchored
Even amidst the invisible storms.

Embrace uncertainty.
In the world of possibilities,
Each move results in a new creation.
Each fall brings forth another lesson.
Each pivot imparts a fresh perspective.

Live in harmony with others.
Every different note
Contributes into our big song,
The one that sometimes leads
And at other times lends support.
In that community-wide
Joint effort towards music,
You must discover your own song,
tempo or place.

Paint outside the lines.
Conventions are often just suggestions,
Creative power is boundless.
To make your life canvas whole
Use all the colors of your soul on it.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.