Me and my undone hair

Me and my undone hair

With a crazy tendril swaying here

With a lazy strand just lying there

And the rest dancing at their own rhythm anywhere, everywhere…

They are just a glimpse of my essence, dear

When I am embracing just being a lazy river.

When my thoughts are shaping the shaper..

And peeling my own image from the mirror..

When my soul needs a generous coating of balm..

And my laugh is twirling in my bones and has lost its charm..

When I should run with thunder in my eyes and lightening in my palms..

But I am just enjoying feeling life pulsing in my arms..

When I am not trying to find a perfect me..

But instead accepting most profound imperfections in me..

When although I have monsters in me..

I am still taming the wild wolves inside me..

When I want to dress my future at my own pace..

But with soft fresh bedding eyes, as alluring as a silky lace..

And my face is still sparkling with nigh time trace..

And embers of galaxies glow to life in my pulsing heart space..

I know we die a thousand times in our life’s play station

But I don’t want my life to get stuck in a crazy commotion

For me, selfcare does not have to be a set of cards with instructions

Sometimes, I am, myself, my most preferred holiday destination..

Trust me! I don’t want to get lost in the rat race

But I am gently redirecting my life, with grace

Redefining my own story of my love, my face

Changing my narrative of my work, my space

As I am sure I have to write my own new story

Now, I will not let someone simply steal the silk from my furry..

I will go to my own sun and shine in the most warm way without any hurry..

And like moon will go through all phases to sparkle in full glory…