In the quiet chambers of my soul, there lie shaded areas—mysterious and elusive. They beckon me, like forgotten paths in an ancient forest, waiting for my footsteps to trace their contours. I am yet to understand these enclaves, where light and shadow dance in delicate balance.
The dark regions of my mind remain uncharted territories. Like a starless night sky, they stretch infinitely, concealing secrets and fears. Perhaps within those depths, I’ll find constellations of forgotten dreams or galaxies of unspoken desires. I tread softly, a curious wanderer seeking illumination.
My heart, too, harbors unexplored corners. Hidden chambers echo with whispers of love, loss, and longing. There, emotions intertwine like ivy, clinging to memories etched into its walls. I yearn to map these contours—to navigate the labyrinth of vulnerability and resilience.
What excites my spirit? The question lingers, suspended like a dew-kissed spiderweb. Is it the thrill of adventure, the taste of salt on ocean breezes, or the resonance of a soulful melody? I remain open, awaiting the spark that will ignite my passion—a compass pointing toward purpose.
To unfold oneself is an art—an origami of self-discovery. Each crease reveals a facet: vulnerability, strength, fragility. I am yet to know the hidden one within me—the mosaic of scars and laughter, the symphony of contradictions. Perhaps, in the quiet hours, I’ll decipher the code of my existence.
Complications nestle within me, like seeds seeking fertile soil. Life’s intricate threads weave patterns of joy and sorrow, resilience and fragility. Yet, amidst this complexity, I yearn for simplicity. I am drawn to the ordinary—the warmth of a coffee shared with a friend, the solace of a book before sleep, the kindness exchanged with a stranger.
In their eyes, I glimpse stories etched by time—hair turned silver, bones weathered by seasons. Their smiles, like sunbeams through autumn leaves, remind me that life’s purest form is simple. We complicate it with expectations, fears, and illusions. Yet, at the core, we are all simpletons seeking connection, belonging, and moments of grace.
So, let us unravel the knots we’ve tied. Let us sip our coffee, turn pages, and share warm smiles. In these small acts, we find the essence of being human—a quiet rebellion against life’s unnecessary complexities.
Life, indeed, is both intricate and straightforward—a paradox we navigate with wonder. 🙏🏾❤️
©️Beatriz Esmer
Beatriz Esmer 