Reflexions

Scars that light the way

If love for myself had bloomed with grace,
Guiding A sense of unease, coiled tightly within.
In the depths of my thoughts,
An agitated serpent begins to unravel.
A sense of unease, like a coiled spring, starts to stir,
An unnamed fear, a flame to consume.
A sense of tension, constricting my every breath,
A chilling grip, a haunting presence.
In the depths of my mind, thoughts dance and play,
A heart burdened, seeking solace in vain.
A hushed tableau, the world contracts,
A world of muted hues, a shroud that separates.
A shaky ground, uncertain steps,
A mysterious allure shrouds the future.

A beautiful creation emerges, From the depths of the vast ocean, A force that cannot be contained, The rising tide, in constant motion. With each gentle ebb and flow, It whispers secrets to the shore, A symphony of crashing waves, That echoes forevermore. The rising tide, a timeless dance, Between the land andut behold, a tremor, a delicate shift,
A

sense of calm begins to wash over.
A raw impulse, battle or escape,
A fervent yearning for understanding.
I shut my eyes, a soothing rhythm,
A tranquil exhale, a sanctuary found.
A creature awakens, its strength diminishes,
As the light of reason breaks through, straining against the darkness.
Embarking on a quest for the distant horizon
I push away with hands that tremble,
A cloak of apprehension, a curtain of somber hues.
I seek solace, the beckoning of reason,
A firm grip to shatter the enchantment.
Is it a recollection, tinged with both joy and sorrow?
A tender caress, a sanctuary?
A gentle chant, barely audible,
"The current flow, like all things, shall pass."
A glimmer of dawn breaks through the darkness,
A slumbering serpent, its hold relinquished,
A delicate tranquility, a soul at rest
The storm begins to calm, finding some respite,
A call from the shore, where logic dwells.
A glimmer of sunlight breaks through, casting a warm glow,
Cleansing the hues of dullness.
A vibrant tapestry, the world unfolds,
A flicker of hope, a soothing glow.
Reflections Gained
As the tide retreats, the serpent slumbers,
Yet within my heart, a creeping knowledge resides.
A sense of unease may begin to stir, like a turbulent sea,
Yet deep within me resides the power to endure.
Inhaling deeply, exhaling gently,
I'll endure the storms, conquer the battles.
As the night surrenders to the dawn,
And tranquility beckons, a steadfast companion.
steps with strength's embrace,
I wouldn't have held onto hands that choked,
Nor walked a path my spirit loathed.
Empowered by self-worth, my compass true,
I'd chase the dawn and sing the night anew.
My heart would seek a foundation strong,
Where trust and peace and laughter belong.
Though scars whisper of youthful days,
Their lessons learned light future's maze.
Love's embrace, though born anew,
Will rewrite fate, my spirit true.
With self-love's bloom, my heart finds rest,
A fortress built to face life's test.
If love for myself had blossomed with elegance,
A delicate blossom on a lifeless branch,
It would not have been an abrupt inferno,
But gently unfolded, in this very moment.
Without a single trumpet's sound or bold fanfare,
A gentle power, a rhythmic pulse,
A humble root that persevered, Through icy layers, it ventured near. Seeking solace in the sunlit street, Where warmth and light would finally meet.
Maybe it all began with a tiny seed,
A gentle murmur, tender and warm,
A tender notion, a caring act, That eased the concerns within my thoughts.
It embraced with open arms, untainted,
In the depths of imperfection,
Embraced the enduring beauty, The shining light, no matter how distant.
Through patience, it gradually learned to flourish,
A delicate love, like a blooming flower,
A delicate creation, stretching towards the sun, Revealing vibrant hues, once concealed, now spun.
A sense of uncertainty, like an unwanted plant, was delicately uprooted,
Embraced by kindness, day by day,
A voice awakened, no longer muted,
A voice emerged, speaking softly: You are complete, just as you are, With dreams and worries intertwined,
An admirable spirit, a celestial streak, Illuminating the journey through fleeting time.
And as it blossomed, this love unfurled,
It extended beyond, with an outstretched palm,
A love for others, so gentle and pure, A precious offering to be spread far and wide.
In the depths of one's being, a boundless source,
Overflowing, reaching out to touch the world beyond,
A soft ripple that dances and jumps, To offer them comfort, also be graced.
Allow the blossoming of self-love,
With elegance and compassion, let it soar,
A delicate flower to savor, The darkness that lingers within your gaze.