dear, I know I reak of pain at times like this when I am gardening the inner self… but don’t get lost in it. read the end always the end. I want to bring life. therefore in all my writings you will glimpse hope arise. The poems and songs that ended in hopelessness ended the day I gave birth to a life!
I thought to myself, if my body with all it’s cracks can carry a living being… there must be more to this vessel than what I have learned.
I thought to myself, if the eyes that have seen what we know, today can see a living breathing being come out of me. surely there must be more beautiful things that are yet unseen.
I thought to myself, if my arms that have tasted pain caused by my other hand, now gets to hold a precious little being… surely there must be more to this. more to me and more to life.
therefore I want to bring life and laughter…
may my thoughts, our thoughts always end with and arise in hope.
