The exploration is over, inside the exploration together, where is it we have explored - an exploded view or closely adored beliefs and rhythmic symphonies, superstition heartfelt sympathies, prayer and culture, old Anglo-Saxon or American culture too twisted to disguise, a words deathly demise, its antics on the rise.
I am safe right now. There are no enemies in sight, not a single man with ill intent or jealousy.
I can change my mind. At all times within a thought and at the drop of a dime, I can switch tracks or change mental lanes.
I am enough. I’ve got the energy and I’m loved, seek daily to encourage and I know it’s not all about works, but they mean something to me, it seems worthy.
Mistakes are how I grow. I need the independence and opportunity to fail. Wait for me to be humbled and ask what I’m facing is too hard question. Believe me, I will.
My thoughts are not facts. In fact, they’re mostly feelings or desires perhaps based on fact but not facts themselves. They’re also random and some well seasoned.
My presence matters. Even without word, I sing a melody of love within that lifts a dreary mood. My energy is infectious. | HC