Reflecting on me
Lingering lazily on my bed
In the wee hours of the morning
I wonder
And reflect about me
And feel the changes around me
and within me
Many things r changing in me
Especially my heart.
I look back and look forward,
Sometimes I am confused
Who I am
And
What I should do
I see myself
Like a floating leaf on a stream
Swirling, moving
in circles
Debating what to do and what not to do
But move on upstream
Even if it hurts..
So, what should I do?
Move with the wind?
Move with the stream of event
And eventuality me
But which one am really me?
My undiscovered self
Or the one I was taught to believe to be
The pleasure or the progress as defined by others
Or by me.
I wonder
If it is right to listen to my heart
If it is right to feel as I feel
Is it life, as I perceive
Ephemeral but beautiful
Or is it a struggle for existence
To fulfill my duties
As a parent, a child and a spouse?
((*.*))
July 26 2003 |