As layers of goosebump shed across my skin, I am haunted by thoughts that does not seem to be of me. Thoughts of magnificent actions and plans that defy any circumstance, usually halting and doubting myself. But now, it is different. Something has changed. An audible heartbeat and sight that stretched far beyond the horizon, gifted by each day. Every sense amplified to a point of new understanding, new found glory of which I cannot ever explain. My ears hear of nothing and yet listening to every detail. A moment so profoundly emotional, I can hardly inhale without reflecting the action across my face. Of knowing the unthinkable and understanding the paradox of such that is life. As stillness envelope the state of which I have drifted away from, like gravity pulling me back into an infinite space of warmth that is undeniably comfortable as fresh sheets across a king's bed. The coldness of solitude balanced in the ever-changing state of the moment. My heart forever open. An enormous door that was once kept shut, unveiling the yearning to know, to love, to be grateful of every levels of being where acceptance is no longer required. Simplicity the only clothes and complexity the only shoes. The trivial questions that had punished me in taunting gestures of hope, resolved in the absolution of just being. Clarity that no lens can acquire. Scratches and pain that does not torment me but rather points me to a connection that collapses every space and time. Every fabric of knowing that pain exist within the boundaries of the only mind's past and heart's future. Every smile an addition of hope towards a new reality that is constantly escaping my eyes. Escaping my breath and my touch. Creating a wondrous dream in every corner of this reality. Every pixel and pigment, defined in the loss of sanity only to be hypnotised by the craziness of passion and love. My Soul. Not of spirit or apparitions, but of light that brightens in a gazing awe of universal awareness, brighter than any star, darker than any black hole.
News have broken, Happiness impart, Eyes wide open, Plans have to start, We wanted simple, Small and intimate, Plans start to swivel, Trying to accommodate, Additions of lavish, Prices rocket high, Expectations not managed, Every counter with a sigh, Arrangements are muddled, Breath gets anxious, Organisers clutched and bustle, While our ideas are vanquished, So we step aside, Decided our own side plans, Nodding coincides, Arms down with helping hands, A moment of realisation, That this wedding is never ours, Giving way to our "wise" parents, Protecting an image of theirs, Well this is the tradition, Our "culture" in fact, Bop heads in submission, Keeping love intact, So do what you wish, We just hand over the deposit, Over-choosing every dish, Burning holes in our pocket, Then here the day comes, Nervous but excited, Deafening loud drums, Costumes over budget, Yet smiles are endless, Minds,...
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