Truth Seeker

She knew how painful and stressful life was, and could be,

Pleasure, pain, regrets and happiness for her early thirties.

Her empathy has been and will still be her crown,

Queen wearing flip flops, listening to hip hop or to Opera.

She dresses up for herself, and she is moved by faith.

Not judging she is able too, when she flees from this Ego-trip,

Telling her to strip to be real, or to overreact when challenged.

She however met freedom, on a Saturday night,

When she did everything that her soul told her to,

Running in the rain, talking to strangers, believing in dreams.

She was no more looking for a special soulmate,

Universal powers were granted to her as she jumped into her vulnerability.

She was cool about life, being stressed sometimes,but most of the time,

Being and feeling, and feeding her very purest and simplest self.

She was finally kind to herself.

What really mattered was that she saw how beautiful she considered her life was,

Despite the wars, the embellished respect that was in the spotlight, 

While behind the scene, the reason 

For hating each other was not even really known, total bullshit!

What really mattered was that she chose to write her story and respect her ancestors,

By dancing the way they did, by planting seeds of hope, of love, of respect, of integrity, of never judging.

She knew that neither TRUTH was above the OTHER.

Truth Finder.