The Mesmerizing Marvell

Categories Emotions, Lifestyle, Meditation

Out of the wilderness,
sprouted a wild flower
which chose to bloom
despite the rough weather;
holding on to every drop of rain
and with the gorgeous smile
openly revealing all her colours.

With her cute, angelic body
and the black, dense but soft hair
saluting the heavens,
she makes miracles
look like child’s play;
exuding life on the outside
as she hides in the dry red soil
that surrounds her.

I owe it to the blazing sun
that baked and molded her clay
into the attractive, charming,
nonchalant and rare gleaming product
that awes my being.

Most probably though,
She knows not
that there’s a me out there
who is stupefied
by the tantalizing wild flower
that she has grown to become.

I am an epic introvert, who quickly becomes an open book when I pen what’s in my significantly fertile mind; fertile as a result of bombardment by realities that are continuously captured by my inquisitive eyes, ears which are constantly rubbing the ground, through constant reading, and through dreaming too.

Writing provides an opportunity to ‘say’ what my unapologetic quiet mouth will not say; which not only soothes me, but also bequeaths to me a relief, a release, and a hope that the written words will change the world, even if only one person at a time.

And so should you seek, that’s where to find me; deeply tucked inside the blankets of reading, seeing, listening, dreaming, and then writing.

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