a daylight dream

The closest we could get to truth is to demand it from ourselves, with honesty, integrity and trust. There is no truth more soulful and clairvoyant. I used to lie to myself. I used to judge my needs critically and negate them, just for the sake of being someone I wasn’t meant to be. Someone free of demands, rights and connections. I wanted to exist but didn’t want to face people’s rejection and resistance. But the truth is that we all need something, and we lie to ourselves by believing we will attain that need some time later— next year, when we graduate, get a job, get married, get sick and thereof. We believe that our intuition is merely a nagging voice that we should discard to keep living in our lies, because they’re comfortable and easy to confront compared to the truth. But the truth is liberating and so inadvertently real. It exists within us all, crosses our minds and leaves till we finally pay attention. Because the truth will always reveal itself, its signs...

Safely, As the clouds obscure the sun, Leaf-glistens changing colours. Breezes caressing cheeks, Numbing some of our sorrows. Safely, Laying upon the shore, Waiting for tides to bring in hope. Closing our eyes to sleep, Darkness calms us afloat. Then, Waking up to the cold, Greying our gushing thoughts. Change in everything is deemed, Our reality is only what we perceive. You, Need not save my dimming light, It shall sure soon reignite. From skin to sky to space, We need nothing but faith. Us, Growing, entwining, letting go, Left for winds to willingly blow. Wrap up our last words, Enclose them like petals of a rose. Safely, We rest on glass like dew, On a morning we rise anew. Tread gently uphill, Fade not, our sweet will. -- inspired by sweet words sung to my soul whenever it craves the compassion safety brings.