Looking forward I see,
a person who evolved to be.
Wandering among the ecstasy
a drought of passing infamy.
See with what eyes?
Feel with what sense?
The vastness of a soul,
unwilling to relinquish its expansiveness.
A day with room to grow,
where I am allowed to begin.
The truest of mysteries
solved by seeing within.
Moving backwards I feel,
a person who longed to be.
Seeking the right words,
a flood of experiences turn me.
See with what eyes?
Feel with what sense?
The limitless of a body,
containing a code to unlock its prowess.
