If only we had one direction to move, We would keep moving, Not because the destination is certain, Because our purpose but, is to move.
But we have choices, Of directions, destinations, movement, And the Journey itself is to find, Finding our vibe, tribe & purpose. The journey is your purpose, The destination is an exploration.
I am wandering, And the lights go dark sometimes, I wonder if all this energy, The illumination, Lights up the soul, Or it encompasses it. For destruction too is creation, Mysterious, blank like a black hole.
I am wandering, Insignificant yet lost, The destruction, the illumination And then the diminishing of the soul. Is this just another night? In sight isn't any hope, It's the Flickering light from the black hole, I am wandering today, And I am lost.
We are living in tough times, Our experiences are on the extremes of how emotions can ever feel. Live around supportive ppl, let go things that let you down. Fight for things you want to build, and never ever give up. It's hard, but it's going to be ok. Cheer up. Sending you warm hugs.❤️