Good Night

In the mirror I say, “Good Night” to the boy I once knew, and hello to man that is me. I look at the man that I grew into; I see the boy I always turned to, but no peace can come from him. It is the man I now see who can bring me peace.

Thoughts

I am looking toward the future and wonder what it will hold for me. I am uncertain of where I will be in a year or what I will be doing. I know that there is a plan for me, just not sure when the plan will begin; I am ready for the journey and I am ready for the path that is ahead.

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Where is that path that was promised? Where are the kisses that would last? Where are the words of promises? Where did the pain in my heart come from? When did I allow the veil to fall? When did I grow into the person who I am and once turned from? Where is, when is, who is: who will fill in the heart and block the pain?

Seeking Me

There are some who have this great sense of self, who seek new ways of being or reconstructing themselves; I have a strong sense of self. However, I feel that my life is a salmon swimming up stream, living to be what I think I should be in this vast existence of self. I pine for those who I have or had in my life to see me. I am seeking the me that I project, I seek that self confidence that is me, and show to those who see over or around me that I am worth that second look.

In the Shadows

I find myself in the shadow. My life is passing by and I sit trying to move forward, but still stuck in the shadows. I reach for the light, but the light fades into the shadows of me. I want to see and feel the light, and to show that I am here. However, the shadows consume, they overwhelm, they are melding with the past, present, and future me. How long do I try to move from this forest of shadows, that are of people, things, and objects. What if the shadows are becoming me, or am I becoming the shadow.

Photography

This weekend I went to a great art show with S. We walked around looked a some great pieces and just out of the corner of my eye, I saw this great photo of an ancient Cambodian temple. I was going to buy this great piece after talking with the photographer. With great surprise, S, bought me this great limited print. This special photo was gifted to me by a very special person, I shall Cherish them both.

Noticed

Each day is a new awaking of me. A trait I always had but never noticed; a positive aspect of me. Me, for years I was running from, now I run towards. I am me, a person full of love, calm sweet, smart, and a glimpse of inner peace. I once built walls to protect, now I take the down and let in new light and insight. I am free to be me, free to find what else I have not noticed.