Not me

I waited for change, for what appears to be a lifetime now. Change happened, but not always for the better, and I was not driving it. I was sick of being a recipient, and waiting for Divine Grace to bless my life. The hope to find understanding, acceptance and love was gradually fading away.

I have been a pretty strong person, not convoluting my will to suit somebody else’s purpose. There was only one path that I could see ahead – of obliterating the need for change. To just Be, was the need of the soul. This was a very active ‘being’, not to be confused with passivity and inaction.

dancing reflections
in choppy waters- not me
see the real self

Haibun Monday 30/03/2020: Snapshots of Our Lives